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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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Wiz Khalifa

Meet New People

 

Meet New People

(album: Burn After Rolling - 2009)


Yeah
Ha ha hah its Young Khalifa man
Taylor Gang
Yeah... Proud to say everybody smoking joints right now
It's a blunt free environment
I'm in Canada too, fucking great everything's great

Wizzle man, the fans, the critics know me
Feet sunk in the sand blowing an OZ
Yeah, leave your bitch with a real nigga 'round her
I bet it's going down like a slow leak
The more cake the more hate's that's on me
I just fuck more bitches and roll more weed
And um, I'm the man to these hoes
Promoters paying me grands for my shows Mosley Rose
Fast cars and buying out the bars
Champagne, planes and rock stars
Shawty says she's' half-baked and ready to 'scape to outer space
So I take her to Mars
We can party
I'mma put some Jordan shorts on roll joints and play some old school songs
Amazed on how it's so easily roll
Hate niggas wanna police their hoes

We came to party, we grown
Smoke all this weed and get blown
And meet new people she wanna be free so leave those handcuffs at home
And if she's decide if she's leaving with me
Then let your bitch choose
No need to hate the player just hate the game
You know the rules, fool

done

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