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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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Labrinth

The Producer

 

The Producer

(album: Imagination & The Misfit Kid - 2019)


And they all lived happily ever after
And they all lived happily
And they all lived
And they all grew up

You can find me in the darkness
Laying tracks just like a railroad
Other world, Versace, Vivianne, you get the message
I designed them beats like Alexander threads them dresses
Ah-mmm
I be working on the Sunday
Mama told me that's a God day
I'm just tryna eat, yeah, I'm just tryna get a ticket
God bless the sin, and no rest for the wicked
Ah-mmm

Man, they can't tell me nothing (Ayy-ayy)
Fuck yeah, I been on my grind
Yeah
(Yeah-yeah)
Kanye West, they can't tell me nothing (No-no)
Paid my dues and I did my time
Yes, I did (Ayy)

Now
Sold myself so my mama don't have to cry
Wondering when is Father gonna take me right back up to the sky
'Cause it's been too long
Painting this picture
Watching paint dry
I'm the producer
Watching these Spielbergs fly, ah-mmm
All these Goslings (All these Goslings)
With Hollywood smiles (Hollywood smiles)
And I'm just the producer (The producer)
Tryna make a headline, ah-mmm

I be living with the phantom
He be holding me for ransom
Tryna climb the ladder, I'm just hoping and a-wishing
Money and the power, they don't come without ambition
Ah-mmm
Mother hung those baby pictures up
Ah-mmm
I was destined for some shit
But now I'm looking at the cuckoo clock
I'm counting all them digits
Made some plans for life but now he's acting like a bitch

Sold myself so my mama don't have to cry
Wondering when the Father up in Heaven gonna give me my piece of the pie
'Cause it's been too long

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