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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.

We find songs that we have already heard.

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Fabolous

The Wake

 

The Wake

(album: There Is No Competition 2: The Grieving Music - 2010)


[Talking:]
It really was all Drama's fault, I been had the mixtape done
He's like, yeah, that's cool but I'm 'bout to go to the Bahamas
Bahamas? Nigga, we got work to do
We gotta finish killing the fucking competition
We can start the funeral service

First off I wanna send my condolences
First off I wanna send my condolences
First off I wanna send my condolences
Rest in peace to the competition, yeah

Rest in peace to the competition
What's up, Drama? Y'all know what this is right?

Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da grillz
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da

I am logged on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not Drama
I am logged on to fuck niggas dot com
And I am everything these fuck niggas, not Drama

Must be some confusion, you niggas are not me
I am an illusion, really what you cannot see
So picture me like a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't play when we roll, no Yahtzee
And I hate you niggas, no Nazi

But this the holocaust, rap genocide, yeah
Ike Turner take that bitch slaps in the ride
My shorty telling me, kill the competition boo
And I be telling her There Is No Competition 2, nice

There Is No Competition 2
It's good to wake up look in the mirror
And the only competition's you

And even that nigga ain't seeing me
My reflection have a hard time being me
So they tryna do me shit, it's time to dead it
I'm what ya don't do even if Simon said it

I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, these black diamond's credit
And my watch is sick but I have no time for medics
Black ice in the Ottomar, this is custom order bra
First I call the jeweler up, then I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, my bitch is from Florida
I killed the pussy last night so now her man is mourning her

Good morning, sir, I goodnight, niggas
Y'all on death row, I Suge Knight, niggas
Time to depart, I book flights, nigga
Wassup son? What it look like, nigga?

Black dress, black suits, black shades, black boots
Black truck, black coupe, guns blow, black flutes
Black card, black jewels, black party bag
Black Friday, throw it in a body bag

Black Barbie, that's what I call my black braud
African plug, that's what I call a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the black keys
Getting slick'll get ya holes in ya black tees

Black limos, black town cars, black hearses
Black register books signed in black cursive
Black tears, white tissues outta black purses
That's procedure when I'm sending back verses

The wake, it's the wake right here
Come before the funeral, nigga
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Young Funeral
I'm killing these niggas

And I'm the undertaker, Drama
With the body in the bag
All these niggas is dead
You look around, they're all dead

This will be fun, it's tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice

done

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