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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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Fist Of The North Star

 

Fist Of The North Star

(album: Come Outside, We Not Gone Jump You - 2020)


Yeah

I think I'm Fist of the North Star
I like coupes, not sports cars
What's that smell? That's bergamot
I ride around Hell with my shirt off
With a flirt, uh
She got her skirt off
She give me slurp, dawg
She give me slurp, dawg
Know some wild niggas get you merked off
Might fuck around and start a fucking turf war

Monkey, my back, oh, Ape Escape
Donkey, her ass, it's big, it's fake
I don't give a fuck, I want that cake
I'ma put it on my plate
She gon' put it on my face
I'm gon' hit them with this 'K
Why can't niggas just behave?
I'm gon' take it to my grave
Sack on me now, yeah
Racks on me now, yeah
Bought baby mama that brand new Rihanna
Her makeup don't run when I'm dicking her down
Bought myself a brand new Ruger
Bought her some titties, some brand new hooters
Niggas be cucks and fucking losers
Tryna maneuver how I maneuver (Yeah)

I think I'm Fist of the North Star
I like coupes, not sports cars
What's that smell? That's bergamot
I ride around Hell with my shirt off
With a flirt, uh
She got her skirt off
She give me slurp, dawg
She give me slurp, dawg
Know some wild niggas get you merked off
Might fuck around and start a fucking turf war

I am not a role model
Pull out and buss on her Monroe
Pull out dat .38 on Melrose
They screaming, "Ay, Dios mío"
My jeweler tryna ice me out
This floozy tryna ask me out
This pussy bouncer pat me down
Got big boy ounces on me now
She gon' gimme ass and throat
I'ma paint her like Van Gogh
I make a bitch's life and go
The pussy perfect, pipe her slow
Keep the pack, let's hit the slopes
Iceman in her nose
Coupe the color common cold
Hunnid band, she hit the pole

I think I'm Fist of the North Star
I like coupes, not sports cars
What's that smell? That's bergamot
I ride around Hell with my shirt off
With a flirt, uh
She got her skirt off
She give me slurp, dawg
She give me slurp, dawg
Know some wild niggas get you merked off
Might fuck around and start a fucking turf war

done

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