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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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Stalley

Trap Money (Bonus Track)

 

Trap Money (Bonus Track)

(album: Songs By Me, Stalley - 2012)


I've been laid up in this trap for days
Trying to make this money in ways
I never imagined, minimum wage
I've been getting paper since back in the days
When dirty D was loading that K
Back in Yorkview, had to snorkel
When in December, them cold ass days
When the nights was blue and the days was purple
Bound to hurt you, hearts was broken
Stomach was empty, breaking curfew
Wild lil' niggas running through the back streets like Apaches
Ready to let the gat squeeze on the enemies
This... call freeze, from the cops
Who's breaking in lots
Leaving with the matchbox Chevy's with convertible tops
And the chromed out stops
Perfect virtue, perfect clock
Up against time but we made it stop
Grind time, Primetime
Mama wanna know when I find time
The streets will kill me before I find mine
But I'm trying, to get rich, beyond design
So if I die, know I'll die trying
Until then, I'm fine, I'll find mine
Way back, I'm not blind
I remember the starting line of this maze
I've been laid up in this trap for days
Trying to make this money in ways
I never imagined, minimum ways
I've been getting paper since back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days
Back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days
I've been getting paper since back in the days

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