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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

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Flatbush Zombies

LiveFromHell

 

LiveFromHell

(album: BetterOffDEAD - 2013)


[Verse 1: Meech]
Reporting
Live from Hell
Ho we told you we was welcome
To sell the rum and vail
Unless you want your heart to fail
Unless you want small with the real potato cutter
I, pale flesh on, hands and feet
And dump you in a tub of salt, sheesh

[Verse 2: Zombie juice]
Smoke yuh, burn up, psshh yoga flame
Zombie mahfucka, prepare for the rain
Shreddin through the world, silent feeled pain
Open up yo eyes, life is just a game

[Verse 3: Meech]
You don't like my music, well I hope you fucking die
Grab that pistol, kiss it, put it to your temple
Quisp'n'mwua (kiss sound) Kiss of death your gum
Mighty kun, carry on
Lucid dream of feeling martin, pain smokein Tommy Strong
My trickit gully, jawn
She suck with a skully-aw or english, so enjoy the war
Cut, my cut and running off like,
Red pill, blue pill, plug in-plug out
Gang yo mouth, if shit shay, your out.

[Verse 4: Zombie juice]
We ain't at the top, what we name is
Started from the bottom, seven grams and the blank disc
My ex girl wanna fuck, but I ain't rich
I saw myself die once, what a nice trip.

[Verse 5: Meech]
You say you want the highest, well I am him
No such thing is a loss, so I reap on his grim
The demons bleed through the pen
The canvas drips from the sin
I mind bend spit shit to make a manikin cringe

[Verse 6: Zombie juice]
I'm not just like Nazis
Smacking paparazzi like Kanye
Pardon my cocky, can't stop me
I'm on a million, the feeling I'm feeling, look to the ceiling
Smoke cut with the building
Building a billion, fuck everyone who said that we couldn't.
Dab city bitch, strolling through your hood
Juicy long beard show the kitty like I should
Scalpel, cut yuh, ease yuh' like my dutch
Four fifth, morbid
Psychedelic, raw shit

[Outro:]
Zombies existed across all culters in mythalogical selections
And their imminent arrival is all but for-told in all the richest texts
My advice...
"Sharpen your sword"

done

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