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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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FuKD uP!

 

FuKD uP!

(album: Avenge - 2022)


(Painkid got all the sauce)
Uh

I'm so fucked up (Fucked up), get yo bucks up (Bucks)
My niggas be holding them MACs, my niggas official
Bullets gone hit up yo tissue
Don't you try to fuck with us
We send shots back, they won't miss you
This opp pack, I roll it up
Yo shooter died 'cause y'all hyped him up
Sipping my lean in Hell, you can't tell (Uh)
Rocking these glasses, glasses, glasses, they Chanel
Fucking that bitch from the back, snap her back like a chiropractor
Fuck that bitch then dip, bitch, it's now or never

I want the Gucci, the Louis, the Fendi, the Prada, I gotta have it (Ha)
All of these niggas be talking that shit on the internet, let 'em have it (Talking that, talking that)
They claim they real, but they fake though (Fuck them bitch ass niggas)
Niggas saying they gone ride, but they switching like they change clothes (Pussy nigga)
Switching like I'm on the highway high as fuck (Skrrt, skrrt)
Bitch, don't pour me one line, I need four lines
Just talked to the devil, he need more time
I'ma put my fucking soul on them dotted lines (Yeah, yeah)
I might take a few percs just to kill time (Fuck)
Bitch, give me head in a highrise with a view
Cum up on her cheek, cum up on her tit
Cum got in her hair, now she 'bout to flip (Haha)

Shit (Yeah)
Shit (Baow, baow, baow)

I'm so fucked up (Fucked up), get yo bucks up (Get yo bucks up)
My niggas be holding them MACs, my niggas official
Bullets gone hit up yo tissue (Yeah)
Don't you try to fuck with us
We send shots back, they won't miss you
This opp pack, I roll it up
Yo shooter died 'cause y'all hyped him up (Brrrt)
Sipping my lean in Hell, you can't tell (Uh)
Rocking these glasses, glasses, glasses, they Chanel (Oh, they Chanel)
Fucking that bitch from the back, snap her back like a chiropractor (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck that bitch then dip, bitch, it's now or never (It's now or never)

Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, ha

done

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