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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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Open House

 

Open House

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


I only got one good ear on this thing

My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
Hot Spitta visionary from the Crescent City
Wallabee Clarks blowing cream crispy
Shout out to Tony Starks, you influenced me immensely
Niggas tried to rob me out my place in history
That's why it's meant for me to put these mini-me's out of their misery
Barking Mindy, Nikes, BMX bikes
Grown child, big kid, this is my life
I went left and it seems that decision was right
'Cause my buzz so loud you can hear it in your sleep at night
Uh, it ain't even been a month yet
Motherfucking niggas is back J-E-Ts
Curren$y Da Hot Spitta spread love every four weeks
Still hotter than poppa bear's porridge
Still got the 63' drop top in storage
I'mma pull it out when the weather gets gorgeous
And smoke out with the pedal to the floor on it
Niggas throwing salt, I'm ignoring it
Hot Spitta standing in his own dookie, he is on his shit

Yeah, yeah
Bitches know the planes got it
Bitches know the planes got it
Yeah, uh
And I almost forgot
My name is in the streets
And my name is my name
Yeah

done

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