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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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Back Home Freestyle

 

Back Home Freestyle

(album: Freewave - 2015)


I gotta hurry up my phone finna die

That's like me checking my call log, and the most dodged one
And hear out everything I know, I'm tryna solve em
Shorty be at me on the web, I won't get caught up
Just made a vine and been smoking, got this bitch caught up
Bitch I'm in Miami, it feel like I'm back home, aye
I'm a one way trip, bitch you can't go back home, aye
Got my whole center united, can't go back home, aye
I can't go back home, aye
Can't go back home, aye
I'm like "bitch it's over with"
I gotta block her from my mama phone
Told her all my business, she know I'm my father to the bone
Rolling off a hitta, I ate Xan, it made last summer cold
Forgot what made me me, forgot my month, my whole summer gone
Back to school she ready get from far from me as possible
Bitch I go to tour, I'm in your city, that's impossible
Masked up, black thoughts and feelings mental robbers who
Been through this like five times, I still don't know what I'ma do
And I'm still stuck on my last high
Don't think I have the courage to do that again
Fuck the rules, look who raised me, I know how this end
Fuck the rules, look who raised me, I know how this end

Aye, Freewave part two
That's like called "Back Home" though

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?