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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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Rich Homie Quan

Skeletons

 

Skeletons

(album: The Gif - 2018)


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I'll be lying if I told y'all I ain't have feelings no more
Ya'know I'm sayin... I feel all that shit nigga
Yeah

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it
I told my momma no more crying your oldest son gone make you proud
She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you
Need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front

I'm in Magic, on a Monday, I'm just minding my business
Getting something to eat from the kitchen I ain't got time for no bitches
It didn't take long to get up here cause I was flying in a Bentley
D.J played all my new shit I had to slide 'em fifty
Shit ain't how it use to be, feel like I'm growing too fast
Bought everything I ever wanted cause I was broke in the past
Watching the dope boys run it up, they gave me hope in the past
They put them cuffs around my ankles and throwed my folks in that van
Everything I quote they be saying
I can't joke when they playing
After she sucked me heard you fucked her, yeah that hoe went out bad
We gone turn that dope into cash
We gone get that money I promise
We ain't worried bout none of you busters
Rich Homie baby

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it
I told my momma no more crying your oldest son gone make you proud
She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you
Need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front

I got some skeletons up in my closet
Don't like to talk about it
It's never know never, know ya might get stalked about it
I put a seven in a blunt, I'm lit off Cali shit
I put a seven in the cup, this is Actavis
I drive the Rolls, I got so many hoes, I got so many Rolex's cold
I'm smiling throwing 4's
Babymama drama damn, they tryna torture who I am
Skeletons up in my closets only one know is the slam
I need someone to have a nigga back like that
So roll with them cats that I knew before the rap
They gone protect me like a ball mane they got a nigga back
They keep on asking me bout murders, keep on asking me bout murders

Got some skeletons in my closet I'm afraid to bring 'em out
Got some secrets I can't tell you, they on my mind I think about it
I told my momma no more crying your oldest son gone make you proud
She said son go get that money, don't let them leeching niggas around you
Need someone to have your back
You need someone to have your back
When it all get bad need someone to have your back
Might stuff my problems in this blunt, loyalty deeper than words, you got my back I got your front

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