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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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Ambitions

 

Ambitions

(album: West 1996, Pt. 2 - 2017)


I'd much rather rap or sell drugs than to do this shit forever
We either playing ball or land a job
Come to playing to ball, my shot off like Cheddar Bob
And I'd much rather have rap or sell drugs than work two to twelve just to miss the number twelve bus cause I overslept
Due to the double I just worked, tryna' get this work
Made it out the mud, now we in the dirt, like McGurt
See me on squirt, nigga, where the work?
Came across these jugs 'cause my pockets hurt
And see I'm far from the trap rapper, but I'm strapped like an Eastpak on a backpacker
And oh, how I wish I really wish it wasn't that way
And this the life we live when we come up on the forward
And rob a nigga blind, niggas pose with your Michael Kors in the latest source with the Porsche like its fast Ford
Fast forward, we ain't on no block no more
Now fast forward, Lord, we don't punch no clock no more

Shit, what time is it?
Damn, I'm late for work

done

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