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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Justin Stone

WILLY SMITH

 

WILLY SMITH


Yeah, I like working like possessive in a way
Tell me that it's yours, even though we both know that it ain't
I got numbers in the city, I'm a no one, it's okay
Cause when the rap shit happens it's all fashion, watch it change
Used to smoke out the window, now I'm smoking out the flings
Look like Brady from the times I been engaged, lotta rings
Lotta dreams finally vivid
Flows and the hoes all be looking like a ribbon

Bitch, I did it, yeah
I'm Willy Smith with the slaps cause I'm back
Yeah, I'm Willy Smith with the slaps cause I'm back

Out, out, out my chest, look me in the eyes, they obsessed
How they treat me like I'm next, feeling swift
Everything I'm getting, see, I manifest
I don't need a shitty festival to pop off, this is stress
Used to smoke, yeah, I was too depressed
Now I hit the studio to vent
She said my ivy league legit, she don't even leave the house but she find a way to trip
Black Vans and ZARA on the fit
Tryna take my homies from the quota to a fucking whip
I just slapped the instrumental, Willy Smith
I just slapped the instrumental, Willy Smith

done

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