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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 Ugly Mane

Twistin

 

Twistin

(album: Mista Thug Isolation - 2012)


[Intro:]
"L.A.P.D. Police Station...
Yes, I'd like to report a murder-a dead body, or something
Where at?
In the alley"

[B.G. Knocc Out:]
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner

[Denzel Curry:]
Playa in 1999, Raven Myagi
I stay on my grind, and proceed to the shine
I break out that Nine, aim it and cock it
Don't fuck nigga drop it, I shoot it, they pop it
I lay down the line just like a pipe
Like a blunt getting sliced at the end of a scythe
Grim to the reaper, I'm 'bout to get deeper
Blackland, Carol City my shit day and night
Bitch, fuck a man on the moon
I'm Captain Planet, I'm planting the shrooms
Evacuate the fucking premises lyricists
Evidence running with Raider Klan room, all black Ugly Mane
Just like pro meth-heads, I'm making a stain
Hoes talk that shit, and they always run game
But when niggas beckon, they screaming yo name
Fuck them stupid hoes, really that's the way it goes
I bought Triple Six and Outkast's Greatest Hits
So niggas can't touch me, a friend or a foe
And Slikk, I fucked up yo shit, young nigga, yo ass gone lame
I'm the best outta Carol City, ever since Gunplay

[B.G. Knocc Out:]
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner

[Lil Ugly Mane:]
Listen young man, I can pop you with one hand
Rob you with the other, Ugly Mane, I go dumb ham
I'm a one man unaffiliated private institution
Don't confuse it, me and Raider Klan is tight as nooses
All black Zeus-ing, it gets gruseome if you slipping
Leave you imprisoned inside a chalk line around your final position
Got this forty that I'm sipping, 'cause it's boring with no competition
I'm sliding through the hood on these Ds that I'm twisting
This is for the playas, this is for the runners
This is for them hustlers smoking herb in abundance
Flipping nothin less than onions, pulling guns as big as Paul Bunyon
We keep it more than underground, we in a dungeon

[B.G. Knocc Out:]
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner
Rolling in my hood, twisting on them Ds
Hanging with my partners, tossing forties on the corner

done

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