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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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Nipsey Hussle

State Of Mind

 

State Of Mind


[Nipsey Hussle:]
Count this dough up
Call my name, I'm gon' show up
Young, bout to pour up
Quarter pint in my soda
Now picture me rolling
My V-12, that's twin turbo
Fuck with that Gelardo
But the 'rari I prefer though
Y'all, boy fergal
We candle your curb up
Police can't control us
They just react to these murders
Tape y'all niggas off
And be back in the morning
Last time was a walk up
Now we popping out the foreign
Sticking to the script
Y'all got too many stories
Talk just like a bitch
We got too many Maury's
Loose lips to sink the ship
But break the levees like New Orleans
I always move in silence
Except when I'm recording

[Y2:]
Mama raised a king
Wasn't fit to be a doctor
Product of my environment
Sirens and helicopters
Murder, kidnap for capital's
Only one half of the problem
Prices on top of heads
Go through hell just to get that dollar
Rich and dangerous in the City of Angels
Everything about me, Slausangeles
Everyone around me still bang, don't bang with us
Disrespect the set and we on your neck if you don't hang with us
It's Slausangeles

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