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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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What Means The World To Me

 

What Means The World To Me

(album: Fear And Loathing In New Orleans - 2008)


Yeah
(Watch Aqua Teen Hunger Force)
Spitta
FS Jets, yeah

What mean the world to me other than my god
My family and my music, would probably be my cars
My kicks and my Louie scarves
I'm sick, when I rap I cough, call me Mr. Good Bars
I be with Cali Ovar and we rip that Cali O hard
But me I'm from the east
I parked a bunch of fancy cars on these misused streets
I ain't done a lot yet but my momma's so proud of me
I'ma break my back to see her sitting on a pile of cheese
Walking around petting my pockets for my Impala keys
Found 'em in a sofa cushion with a pack of EZ Widers
And two bags of purple kush, I even found a Zippo lighter
I'm excited homie, I can't hide it, I can't wait to light it
Your girl in the cockpit, she tryna meet the pilot
My stock is steady rising, my top drop when I'm riding
My volume at the highest
That's the only that I can way I can hear the music 'cause this motor ain't quiet
Don't ask if its for sale homie 'cause you can't buy it
Damn nigga, let me get a chance to drive it
My goal when I rap is to make listeners rewind it
And play it for their partners and say "Spitta got some nice shit"

Yeah
FS Jets, where haven't we been yet
Fear and Loathing in New Orelans
Read a dictionary if you don't know what that means
Yeah

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?