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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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Onyx

Slam

 

Slam

(album: Bacdafucup - 1993)


Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh Let the boys be boys!) [x2]

[Verse 1:]
Well, it's another (What!?) In the gutter (What!?) Ghetto running 'em
Troublesome Extra double dum; I come to beat 'em
Defeat 'em and mistreat 'em so what if that I'm cheatin'?
Now everyone wanna say I'm grimy (Yeah, I know!)
I'm-a show ya' how; Come on! (All in together now!)
Yeah, ooh, yeah YEAH! That's how it's gotta be, so
Stop trying to be loud as me, 'cause you can't do that!
Think about it! Playing Russian roulette with an automatic,
I put my ass against the line, the last bullet is first on line
Toughest step, and I rep and I run; Packing a weapon is wild!
Peace to the brothers on Ryker's Isle Toughen up; A-tremble-em-ba-lin
Like a crimin-a-million puffs I took: I ooh, my God, I'm so high!
Just they say, "Hey, Rodney, " say, "You look like a
Grem-a-lin!" A What!? Just they say to make a kid
Make a million children slam! Slam! SLAM!

Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh Let the boys be boys!) [x4]

[Verse 2:]
I'm the mean 'n nasty, greedy-smashing, ever-slow-gasser (Ooh!)
Strictly swift blast of the raspy-rasp basher (Aah!)
That I provide I provide that you was cheap!
Beside the ghetto vibe make me flip like Jeckle and Hyde (Of Course!)
I come across with the pure, for sure
Un-adult-a-rated, un-conformed
Disgusted! Busted! You wanna touch it! Too hot!
You forgot, you're not ready! Your head could get ruptured!
Hit between the eyes; I plan to vandalize
I supply the static (I roll with the bad guys!)
The villians (Yup), Crooks (HA), biters and the fighters!
See the big wreck? Could ya' if ya' look inside of
My mind: It's graphic. Expressed it. Grasp it.
So, kill the copy cat I can't: It's all mastered!
Directed it. When ya' least expected it
And thought it was safe, ONYX hit you in the face, so SLAM!

Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh Let the boys be boys!) [x4]

[Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz]
I'm a b-boy
Standin in my b-boy stance
Hurry up and give me the microphone before I bust in my pants
The mad author of anguish; my language, polluted
Onyx is heavyweight ([Sonsee:] And still undisputed!)
He took the words right out my mouth and walked a mile in my shoes
I've paid so many dues, I feel used and abused
And I'm... so confused
Umm, excuse me, for example
I'm the inspiration, for a WHOLE generation
And unless you got 10 Sticky Fingers
It's straight immitation
A figment, of your imagination
But but but but wait it gets worse!
I'm not watered down so I'm dyin of thirst
Comin thru with a scam, a foolproof plan
B-boys make some noise, and just, JUST SLAM!

Slam! (duh duh duh, duh duh duh Let the boys be boys!) [x8]

SLAM!

done

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