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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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Christmas Song (iTunes Bonus Track)

 

Christmas Song (iTunes Bonus Track)

(album: Visions - 2012)


I be about it, I've been about it
I love my hood, I spring the shot
And I throw it up, I rep the crown
And you saw my cap, it's in my blazes on
Everywhere, I beat my cases
Across the board, golden laces
I'm mortified, into the races
My bitch is fluent, she speak my language
Hop the flight while my killers hanging
We pistol grip 'em, we really banging
I ain't with this shit, I don't really claim it
Record setting, this is really anxious
So I clip this shit if you perpetrating
T-Y clique they ain't never playing
We pistol popping, you pistol playing
I'm done with talking, killer what you saying

Pulling down
I'm pulling down
I'm pulling down
I'm pulling down my socks
Pulling down
I'm pulling down
I'm pulling down my socks

Polo on my top
Polo on my socks
I fuck around for rent, a mansion or a shop
I hold 'em down for my block
Hope [?] drop in that pot
I cook it 'til it's a rock
You slip and you could get popped
Lil L turn yourself in
Be one of my killers still lock
The dumb times too high
My home best [?]
The game had been called up
I wanna leave it behind
I'm pulling down on my socks
Four X's all in my Sprite

My sprite, my sprite, my sprite, my sprite
My sprite, my sprite, my sprite
(Pulling down
I'm pulling down
I'm pulling down
I'm pulling down my socks
I'm pulling down my socks
I'm pulling down my socks)

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?