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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.

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Count On Me II

 

Count On Me II

(album: Alternative Trap - 2013)


I'm everybody's favorite plug, with no me they out of sockets
Got clients that's on probation, say the drugs too good to drop it
That's they problem. Yeah that's they problem
I keep 'em hooked and hungover, I'm the drug dealing closet
They short with cash and beg for soft passes, ain't lobbing
They love me. They quit and come right back, they Brett Favre-ing
Better stop it. They better stop it
Cause if they leave I get a better cheesehead like Aaron Rogers
Check my posture, I'm too straight to get robbed or caught by the cops
So all these setting me up, snitching on me rumors better stop
If pockets wet enough, I come clean the job up with druggie mops
No I'm no goofy, no pushing me around, my buggy locked, uh
I probably come off as selfish and OC
But this my show, they buy the ticket, so I give 'em the nosebleeds and shit
Long as they keep copping and telling their homies
I'm like a desk in math class: they can count on me
Uh

So it's real, the streets talking huh?
The whole town on me
As long as they know I don't do handouts
Again, they can count on me
They can count on me
They can count on me
As long as they know I don't do handouts
They can count on me

So that one Black bitch? She beat her addiction, pray for a relapse
Got offended by the first count on me and then went to rehab
That's my fault, she say "You tweeking, people shouldn't know what I'm into
I'm your patient anyway, thought our sessions were confidential"
But fuck that bitch, know I'm serving if you call
But anyways I'm back to moving them packs like U-Haul
As matter fact, think the junkies love me just as much as packs
It's probably that, druggies keep 'em rolling, pray they never crap, uh
And if they nice, 12 for 32 like rulers
That's why I gotta keep my eyes open like pervs in Hooters
No tricks up they sleeves, I give 'em vests, don't let 'em fool you
They gotta learn to count on me like grade schoolers
And if they nice, 12 for 32 like rulers
That's why I gotta keep my eyes open like pervs in Hooters
No tricks up they sleeves, I give 'em vests, don't let 'em fool you
The first one didn't get to 'em, so I "Part Two"ed 'em, uh

So it's real, the streets talking huh?
So the whole town on me?
As long as they know I don't do handouts
Again, they can count on me
They can count on me

done

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