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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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Gucci Mane

Outta Proportion

 

Outta Proportion

(album: Evil Genius - 2018)


Hah
Cut that shit up Quay
Scooch (Evil)
Hah (Genius)
Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom)
Hah
(Mr. Nice Guy, haha)

If you ain't 'bout letting that choppa go, we ain't got none in common (No)
I hate snitches, I like bitches (Snitch), but I'm so in love with money (Money)
Had to cut some of my kinfolks off, they didn't keep it one hundred (What's up?)
If I said it, then I done it (Huh?)
Fuck that fake love, I don't want it
Time to renegotiate my contract
Bitch, I feel like Andre Drummond (Wow)
I'ma throw a half a mil' on Instagram looking like I play on Sundays
You just chick who suck my dick
Miss Lady, you're not the other woman (No)
Fuck that friendship that's platonic (No)
I need a friend that keeps me cumming (No, no)
Touch down in Boston, Gucci be flossing
I'm about to ghost on Cold Steve Austin (Scooch)
Thieves on my trail, but you know I lost 'em (Scooch)
Four pipes, yeah I quadruple exhaust 'em
Outta this world like Marvin the Martian (Hah)
Fifty a verse and I'm on the charts
These rappers so fake that they screaming, "Extortion"
My choppa keep blowing shit out of proportion
Shout out these saucing, niggas are horsing
Booties and titties, the perfect proportion
Posting a pic and it's making me horny (Yeah)
Baby these carriers, these are not pawners
Killing that pussy, I'm Gucci Kevorkian
Balling in Fresno like Jerry Tarkanian (Yeah)
Gucci's the alien, I'm from uranium
Dropping the top, yeah I'm cracking the cranium (Drop)
Out in the stadium (Top) like I play (Guwop), all my kinfolks call me Ray (Ray)
Then my grandad look at me, like, "I'm so damn glad you lit"
Mind your jury, looking aluminum
Why's it dull, what did you do to them
I'm getting fucked, pockets on stuffed (Ooh)
Dressing like a plug, yeah I stay jerked up (Scooch)
Nah we down, picked 'em up
Salt me down, yeah fuck me up (Yeah fuck me up)
Too turnt up, too turnt up
Knocked me down, but I picked them up (Whoa)
Salt me down, salt me down
Yeah they salt me down, but I turnt them up (No)
But I'm too turnt up (Too), I'm so up (Up, up, up, up)
Wop

Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowing shit outta proportion
Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowing shit outta proportion
Outta proportion, outta proportion
Outta pro-outta proportion
Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowing shit outta proportion

done

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