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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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Brotha Lynch Hung

Deliver

 

Deliver

(album: Torment - 2019)


Ahh
I rap poisonous, I sent him his liver (Here you go)
Fill you up with rat poisonous, I'm venomous when I
Run up in 'em, put the gun up in 'em, deliver his dinner
It was liver and intestines, I'm doo-dooing on your vest, yeah
Sitting on the records and shitting on niggas records
When I spit, my veins pop out, it's like my neck hurt (What you doin'?)
I'm playing Monopoly, you niggas playing checkers
Better start rapping better before I put one in your sweater
You don't wanna get the chokehold
You sound like you been swallowing cum, listen at your vocals
I'm selling hella records, nigga, you doing all them broke shows
So nobody came, you couldn't even hire the po-po
You local, nigga, I get all around the US
I spit that shit that'll make you have to wear two vests, I'm a cool mess
Grr, my verses give you throat cancer 'cause of what I wrote and some
I'm Charlie Manson
Grr

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