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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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Proof

Rondell Beene

 

Rondell Beene

(album: Searching For Jerry Garcia - 2005)


[Rondell Beene:]
You know I dont discriminate
I killed bitches, I killed, pets
Dogs, Cats, uhh, Canaries
Anything, you know that's just how I do it
Y'know back to what I was saying
This is Rondell Beene, back on the mother fucking scene
It's been a while since you seen me
But now I'm real, ice and gleamy
Nah, not really, y'know I just got home so
I ain't really out there like that
But on some real shit dawg
Y'know what I'm saying, I'm talking 'bout pimpin
You know how I do it
I keeps, a, a nice flock o' hoes wit' me
You know and, y'know they always saying about ma style
Y'know what I'm saying...
Put my Pimp coat down bitch, now, y-y-yer too close now
Sit your ass down for your position, now that's Doggy-style
Y'know what I'm talking 'bout
Anyway though, uh, y'know what I'm saying
I'm kinda proud o' these niggas that did 'n' came up
From trying to being pimps, to being, Assistant pimps
Y'know what I'm sayin
And everybody knows Rondell Beene is the true pimp of all pimps
Y'know I gave Proof his first hand-me-down Cango
He, he don't give me no props for it
But it's all good, cause he's keeping ma commissary full
Y'know what I'm saying, shout out to ma man Big Proof
For getting me on his album
For giving me the oppurtunity, to express, ma, ma whole
Uh, outlook and exorcism about pimping
Y'know what I'm saying, and that's what I do
Y'know what I'm... Bitch
Didn't I tell you to put ma glass down
If I take these headphones off, I'ma, I'ma lay hands on you
Okay, aight okay we'll settle down then, settle down
But that's how I do it, so keep it locked right here
Cause my man Big Proof and D12 gone tell you something about some real pimping
Little bitch!

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