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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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Smoke DZA

E.T.'s Finger

 

E.T.'s Finger

(album: Cuz I Felt Like It - 2012)


[Intro:]
Cause I Felt Like It. That's why
Hey Bronson. I wish you would have called me when you had this one
This is one joint I'm mad I missed. Ya'll killed this but whatever...

[Smoke DZA:]
Rugby is getup. Shit, you know threads
I wrote this while I was on the shitter. Rapping in my head
My nigga told me never give up. Hid me from Feds
I told him, "I got you my nigga. I'mma get this bread"
Lazy niggas ain't tryna get to the scratch
They praying for a lighter load, I'm praying for a stronger back
Know I'mma hold it down
Started it from the half a O and flipped it into some pounds
Old head like it's quiet on the streets
Copped work and then sniffed off of the cross like Priest
He like it's like what weed is for me
I'm like to each my nigga, I'mma stick to these trees
Kushed God give a brief sermon
Three Kings in a cones, nigga keep burning
Old school like hotboxing in the Pathfind
Marijuana toting 'til I'm flatline
Hello

[Jae Millz:]
Salute to Kushed God, this my type o' talk
I smoke long blunts 'cause life is short
Thinking of a master plan that I am
Praying I ain't gotta revert to O's or back to grams
All my niggas solid, I ain't worried
So if they get snitched up, I ain't scared
Pigs tryna wrap niggas, killas tryna clack niggas
Then you got these hoodrat bitches tryna trap niggas
I smoke loud then I get quiet
Thinking bout the nearest bank vault, what's inside it
His block got him gassed up, thinking he got it
I turn his future pitch black, make his vision guided
I'm a true Harlem nigga, you'll never see stocks
Bucket on Tilt, cool milk with the T-top
I told my mother wherever I go, I needs pot
So when I die, bury me in the weed spot

done

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