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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!

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I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

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Elevator Musik

 

Elevator Musik

(album: This Ain't No Mixtape - 2009)


[Intro:]
(Yawns)
Long night,
Think I gave my last hundred (To the fucking valet)
Good evening Mr. Jackson
I mean good morning, shit
Dang

[Verse 1:]
Uhh, Number fo' jordan soles to the flo'
Steppin through the elevator door,
Select a level that I wanna be on
One push of a button be gone
Doors open in the living room of my home,
Penthouse I own
I got it on my own
When I'm gone engrave
That phrase on my tombstone
Nigga I'm in the zone,
Like the 1-3-1
Looking down on the super dome gettin super doam
New Orleans I roam
I love where I'm from
They know where I started they know how far I've come
If I said I'm a do it you could consider it done
My track record will prove it, I showed you for seven months
Mixtape after mixtape all was solid
Google my name and you could read all about it
No longer No limit but a nigga still bout it
No longer Cash Money still got fat pockets

[Chorus:]
Uhh, this is elevator music
All we do is ride around and get high too it [x2]
All we do is ride around and get high too it
That's why we call it the elevator music (Look up it's the jets nigga)
Cause all we do is ride around
And get high to it (Where haven't we been yet)

[Verse 2:]
Uhh, a yessir I got my lazy eyes
On that prize dime right there
I pull up the coup
It's like a pull out a chair
Because the girl broke a smile and just sat there,
Yeah shit happen like that all the time
I'm used to it
I just take it in strides
Split another, keep movin
Tie loose ends,
Burn a couple of frees
Chop fan business
Burn a pound of haze
Moves get made mo funds to raid
Niggas wanna get paid, get high, get laid
And repeat those steps
And that order everyday
My name in these streets
My name is my name
That shit that I say to remind you niggas
Even if you don't see me I'm around you niggas
I pound these bitches
Dumbfound these critics
Just spitting the shit that I'm really living
Spitta

[Chorus]

done

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