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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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Joe Budden

The Future

 

The Future

(album: Padded Room - 2009)


[Intro The Game talking]
Everything got a future (everything got a future ...)
How you go club or go hood, but go back club on the same song? (club on the same song)

[Chorus Dominic]
Guess I am a bad guy, I can see you like it
You can be the headline, if I can be your sidekick
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture, 'ture)
Baby this can be the future ('ture, 'ture)

[Joe Budden talking behind the Chorus]
Hey!
Hey!
Amalgam Digital baby!
Goin, goin, gone (let's go)

[The Game talking behind the Chorus]
Jump Off
Free World

[Verse 1 Joe Budden]
Baby girl is addicted (it's okay!), OD
You can have any dude in this world but chose me (oh ...)
You can have any chick in this world but chose her
To play the backseat and direct the chauffeur (uh)
And that ain't just Jazz, ain't down with Okur (I could)
I play publicist and give her exposure
(I mean a) keep you in the latest
(I mean a) damn near waistless
Body like a porn star (whoa, whoa), smile like a waitress (oh!)
Now she turnin me, uh, uh, on, uh, uh, on, uh, uh, on
I mean, why get Club Bed or Club Med? See (when)
We can just club in the bed of my mansion (cheah)
Leave for the weekend, jet to the Hamptons (hey)
Tats on her torso, (I mean), I love how she handle it (oh)
A shoe game, show off, just frontin (what?)
But baby don't blink or you bound to miss somethin, come on

[Chorus]

[Joe Budden talking behind the Chorus]
Hey!
Hey!

[The Game talking behind the Chorus]
Jump Off, I got it from here
Double Up! Yeah

[Verse 2 The Game]
She want to roll with a rock star, fuck I'm him
Coupe, white air, seven five, eight cent
California slim
501 blue, jeans on trim, New York match the brim
Lower than Manhattan (uh), lower than my pants saggin (uh)
Lower than my baby momma leanin in that Benz wagon (yeah)
And you can be heard, Toy Bird slip ons
LV clip ons, haters get shit on!
We roll up, 24's, so what?
Haters all swoll up
Haters want my chain (ka ka), hold up
I'm not that nigga, I'm that nigga, so Jump Off or jump off (uhh)
Once enemies, my nemesis and I
Was stuck in the Genesis, Free World is our reply
Let bygones be bygones, I'm gone
Let all your pain be champagne and Patron

[Chorus]

[Joe Budden talking behind the Chorus]
Hey!
Baby this could be the
Hey!
Ta ha
Baby this could be the

Come a, come a, come on
Come a, come a, come a, come a, come on (talk to 'em)

[Verse 3 Joe Budden]
Look she stay back, my baby grownin old
Little bit of cologne, little bit of Patron
Is how I got her home
(I mean a) now you say we spent mad hours on the phone, like we both ain't grown (yeah)
Wrist kind of heavy, I'm a little well known
Matching crosses, different color stones
(what?)
See, in one line I got her to come over
Tell her I'm dumb sober, but hung over
She play the club, sippin on Mimosa (hey)
I can fit your whole crew in one Rover
Just kick your shoes off 'fore you step in
(I mean) the cribs mine and I'm livin like the Jetson
Well let's head OT, cop a one way
Step off the runway like we on the runway
Have your girlfriends thinkin you a runaway
Never mind, I already know what you gon' say (uh)

[Chorus 2X]

[Joe Budden talking behind the Chorus]
Cheah
Hey
Cheah
Ta ha
Baby this could be the
Come a, come a, come on, come a
Talk to 'em
Yeah (hey)
I mean, I'm thinkin this can be the
I'm thinkin, I'm thinkin this can be the

done

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