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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.

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Ma$E

Feel So Good

 

Feel So Good

(album: Harlem World - 1997)


You ready Mase?

Party people
In the place to be (Uh huh)
It's about that time
For us to (Yeah, uh huh)

Yo, what you know about going out
Head west, red Lex, TV's all up in the headrest
Try and live it up
Ride true, a bigger truck
Peeps all glittered up
Stick up can, they go what?
Jig wit it cuz ship crisp, split it all
Ho's ride, get your nut 'till I can't get it up
I'm a big man, give this man room
I'd a hit everything, from Cancun to Grant's tomb
Why you standing on the wall?
Hand on your balls
Lighting up drugs always fighting in the club
I'm the reason they made the dress code
They figure I wouldn't wild when I'm in my french clothes
Dress as I suppose, from my neck to my toes
Neck full of gold, baguettes in my Rolls
Wreck shows, collect those, extra O's
Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold
East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate
Millions, the only thing we in a hurry to make
Are the friend that act's friend in a Lex or a Benz
Let's begin, bring this BS to an end
Come on

[1] Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
You make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good
You know you make me feel so good

Bad, bad, bad, bad boy
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could
I wouldn't change you if I could

Ah ah
You can't understand we be Waikiki
Sipping DP to the TV, look greedy
Little kids see me, way out in DC
With a Z3, chrome VB's, they wanna be me
Nigga's talking shit they ought to quit
I'm fortunate they don't see a fourth what I get
And those be the same ones walking while I whip
Just stylishing cars cuz they all true Nig'
So while you daydream my Mercedes gleam
And I deal with ho's that pose in Maybeline
One time you had it all I ain't mad at ya'll
Now give me the catalog, I'll show you how daddy bought
Six cars and power to fire big stars
Sit up, CEO style, smoking on cigars, nigga
It's like ya'll be talking funny
I don't understand language of people with short money
Come on

[Repeat 1]

Ah ah
Do Mase got the ladies?
Do Puff drive Mercedes?
Take hits from the 80's?
But do it sound so crazy?

Well me personally, It's nothing personal
I do what work for me, you do what work for you
And I dress with what I was blessed with
Never been arrested for nothing domestic
And I chill the way you met me
With a jet ski attached to a SE
Smoke my Nestle, no mad rap-ass cat
Where my check be?
Problem with ya'll I say it directly
Went from hard to sweet, starved to eat
From no hoes at shows to menage in suites
Now I be the cat that be hard to meet
Getting head from girls
That used to hardly speak
Come on

[Repeat 1 until fade]

Mase
Harlem World
Bad Boy
Goodfellaz baby
Yeah
And we won't stop
Cuz we can't stop
Mason Betha
Yeah
Owwwww, come on

done

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