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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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Curren$y

QUICKSAND

 

QUICKSAND

(album: The Director's Cut - 2020)


[Trippie Redd:]
Yeah
(La música de Harry Fraud)

[Trippie Redd (Curren$y):]
Huh, yeah
Door get to sinking like quicksand
Tryna fit like 300 bitches in
Man, I get my weed from my white friends
And I get my choppa from my black friends
Pistol make a bitch nigga breakdance
We can't communicate, don't shake hands
I'ma do a drive-by in a black sedan (Just like every time)
Bah, bah, bop

[Curren$y:]
Traveling without moving, staying groovy
Rolled a few before the homie came to scoop me
Youngster, you not alone, the struggle is all of ours, truly
They seem not to recognize 'til we behave unruly
Let loose, they hostility, oh now you feeling me?
A hundred Impalas in a line, that's a low-rider centipede
Supersede any preconceived expectations of me
Super stoned, but you know I get straight to the cheese
Smoking the most potent, my mind sharply focused and well-spoken
Shawty bought me everything I wanted
Plus woke up and made a gold-star breakfast this morning
She tryna earn the position while my concern is continuous, millions
You get it?

[Trippie Redd:]
Huh, yeah
Door get to sinking like quicksand
Tryna fit like 300 bitches in
Man, I get my weed from my white friends
And I get my choppa from my black friends
Pistol make a bitch nigga breakdance
We can't communicate, don't shake hands
I'ma do a drive-by in a black sedan
Bah, bah, bop

[Curren$y:]
Pulled up in the drop-top, she drop dead
Tryna come home, but I don't want no zombies in my bed
Ganja to my head, accurate like infrared
In a Acura NSX, you know who getting bread (Skrrt)
Baking loaves, taking hoes
She was intoxicated by touching the stars in my Rolls
Now she fucking a star in the Rolls
The driver is also my homie, he strapped, standing outside until I'm down with her body
Then we back sliding, trapped in the game, I swear this bitch got me sinking, man
Trapped in the game, I swear this bitch got me sinking, man

[Trippie Redd:]
Huh, yeah
Door get to sinking like quicksand
Tryna fit like 300 bitches in
Man, I get my weed from my white friends
And I get my choppa from my black friends
Pistol make a bitch nigga breakdance
We can't communicate, don't shake hands
I'ma do a drive-by in a black sedan
Bah, bah, bop

done

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