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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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Tony Yayo

Die Slow

 

Die Slow

(album: Bloody Xmas - 2008)


[Chorus:]
Shoot em bang bang, shoot em up bang bang
6 million ways to die, die slow
Shoot em bang bang, shoot em up bang bang
6 million ways to die, die slow

[Verse:]
Nigga I be flowing like the panama canal
You a bloomy s.o.b (jock jock a mosh down)
My neck chilly, nigga my last trip was chile
Terrain in the ande moutains for from the city
My passport stamped up pages get me wrong looks
My passport look like a fucking phone book
Pull out the 4-10 punk niggas better run
6 shells out the strap revolver slash shotgun
And to the feds I'd rather death than capture
Ducatti 900 my bitch got that strap tucked

[x2:]
Now gangsta niggas dying
Kanye talking bout he got gangstas weaing tight jeans holdin iron
My jeans medium fit, calvin klein hold the clips
The rap game controlling it like calvin klein done got the 6
D.t's patrol the strip but my trap is holding it
My workers fighting over weed and ps3 controller sticks

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?