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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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Lil Skies

Welcome To The Rodeo

 

Welcome To The Rodeo

(album: Life Of A Dark Rose - 2018)


Ayy, ayy

I ain't folding under pressure, I ain't switching for no ho
I ain't talking to no cop and I ain't telling on my bros
Ain't no killer but don't push me fingers itching on that pole
Niggas plotting on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I'm eating steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eating sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

Shawty wanna fuck me 'cause a nigga wearing gold
I came up and made it happen, I was trapping by the store
Big dope inside this Backwood case this nigga want smoke
Do me dirtym I'ma find you, lay your ass out on the floor
19 with a bag, I got rich by myself
Rather do this shit alone I wasn't asking for no help
They keep asking how I'm winning with the cards that I was dealt
Boy I worked hard for this seat and I ain't buckling my belt
Call my brother on the phone, he said broski you a star
I said brother hold it down and soon we'll all be living large
And it's crazy how last year was selling coke out my garage
Now I'm in a good position for this life can't sabotage

I ain't folding under pressure, I ain't switching for no ho
I ain't talking to no cop and I ain't telling on my bros
Ain't no killer but don't push me fingers itching on that pole
Niggas plotting on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I'm eating steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eating sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

I got tattoos on my face, I use that shit as motivation
I could never get a job, so for my dream, I'm dedicated
For a second lost myself, I was too busy getting faded
Now they see me out in public and be knowing what my name is
All these rappers want the clout and the life of being famous
I just wanna be stable, tell my family we made it
I was coming for my spot, a young nigga had to be patient
Now I'm running up these bands, can hit the island for vacation
I've been shitting on my haters, you could say I'm constipated
Five racks on this fit just to stunt when I'm in Vegas
Narcotic on my body, shout out to my nigga Caleb
Young niggas got the cake up, now these bitches wanna date us

I ain't folding for no pressure, I ain't switching for no ho
I ain't talking to no cop and I ain't telling on my bros
Ain't no killer but don't push me fingers itching on that pole
Niggas plotting on my come-up, gotta watch, they on my nose
Long nights I sold drugs just to hit the studio
Now I'm eating steak and shrimp, bitch, I ain't eating sloppy joe
Look into the mirror, flex, and now a nigga in his glow
Bust off like a Smith-N-Wesson, welcome to the rodeo

done

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