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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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Icewear Vezzo

The Sit Down

 

The Sit Down

(album: Robbin Season 2 - 2020)


Gang time nigga

Ayy, it ain't shit to talk about
Cashed out on it, I ain't have to walk it down
I got money on deck, I ain't gotta call around
I be fleeing from them bitches 'fore I ever toss it out
You tryna turn your body to a faucet, huh?
Tell them labels don't come petty, I come from the block
Nigga you ain't got no paper, you your fucking opp
Told lil' baby weigh her options, you gon' fuck or not?

Yeah, this shit hanging out my pocket, got it from the opps
Went and cleaned them niggas out, just bought another mop
If he up that stick then we gon' cut him down
Gotta go re-up again 'cause I keep running out
Yeah, these niggas rap cap
Hit him in his head and knock his hat backwards
I just bought a Cuban cost a scat package
I can't argue with no nigga ain't in my tax bracket

We can argue about the prices, I'ma still tax you
Still calling plays like I'm Phil Jackson
Yeah that Palm Angels fit me like a Nike Tech
Cut into a bad bitch, like tell me what's the price for that
I wouldn't call it cheating 'cause she wrote me, I ain't write her back
Said she wanna fuck me 'cause I like to flex
Hit 'em with that roaster 'cause I like to stretch
We gon' wipe that nigga nose 'cause he look like he sick nigga
It's forty on my wrist, match my waist
Thirty in that big mac, I'm safe, these blue strips on that Drac'
Twenty on a lawyer, fuck my case
Twenty on me that I just made, I ain't even gotta touch my bank

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