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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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Kur

Tabacco Town

 

Tabacco Town

(album: 180 - 2017)


[Kur:]
I feel like all these niggas in the way
If you ain't tryna get it, you in the way
Sittin around, sittin around
Me and my niggas ain't sittin around, we gettin it

Them little quarters I was grabbin, they ain't pay for shit
Real 2012 niggas wasn't playin my shit
Dropped pound cake, niggas breakin up with their bitch
I done upgrade since then, stay on my shit
So long, long time, I was prayin for this shit
I remember spittin rhymes out the basement and shit
I was tryna make dubs, so I straightened the shit
Ain't tell m how I'm coming, I'm creative as shit
When it's dark out, don't go out, stay in the crib
Ain't matter if it's cold, we goin stay on the drip
Shit, going slow, catch me in the mix
I was tryna play the phone, parked up in the whip
My little sister counting on me, can't fuck up this shit
White bands on me, I'm in the back, roll me up some shit
Me and the fam too popular to post on the strip
I still post in the strip, be there for the niggas that be going through shit
Grab a couple gang, start blowin this shit
Anybod stunt on us, we start throwin that shit
Before I had fame, I was off in them nicks
Really in my hood, I'm there often as shit
All the times I lay, bout to spark up again
I been humble, but I'm ready to start talkin my shit
Had times in my life when I was ready to quit
It was real fucked up, but I ain't settle for shit
I remember wearin Pradas, but they wasn't legit
Best believe I'm the hottest, and I'm fuckin up shit
Any nigga have a problem, I go get the stick
Bitch gettin on my nerves, bout to choke out the bitch
I'm on Lean, I'm slerin, but I'm focused as shit

I feel like all these niggas in the way
If you ain't tryna get it, you in the way
Sittin around, sittin around
Me and my niggas ain't sittin around, we gettin it

[Casey Veggies:]
Fuck sittin around, I gotta get it
Shout out my niggas that's rockin with it
Remember I didn't have a pot to piss in
Now every day I pull up in something different
Catch me in the Rari, or something wikid
Your chick is a black belt, she tryna kick it
Guns on the shoulder, my soldiers ready
Got the mic in her hand, and she hold it steady
Been winnin so long, haters don't effect me
I don't chop Bs like my name Versetti
We get it by any means nesisary
Got a chick on my lap, and she vegitary
Or maybe vegan, late night we be creepin
Oh man, we be ballen, eatin all weekend
You ain't take me out, I be playin all season
I'm that young guy, that you see and believe in
Yeah, they pray for me
They should through a parade for me
Them young kids, they line up and wait for me
They the ones that made a way for me
She act like she wanted a date from me
Shauty so sweet like a Paistrey
And I'm gettin that bread like a bakery
Don't try to beat it, you can't take me
Out in Philly gettin Cheese Stakes, they poppin wealies on the speadway
They tryna give me 3, but I need 8
In that bank account, I'm goin leaves K
Fuck all that he say she say
Girl, we could do this in a 3 way
Shout out to the DJ
He keep the party on replay

[Kur:]
I feel like all these niggas in the way
If you ain't tryna get it, you in the way
Sittin around, sittin around
Me and my niggas ain't sittin around, we gettin it

done

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