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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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Jalen Santoy

Backcreek

 

Backcreek

(album: II Shepherds - 2020)


Mama say I need a job (ah hell not again)
Man, mans got robbed (ah hell not again)
Now I gotta do this job ( ah hell not again)

I'm about to bust in with a pair of two Cubans we going shooting I take the rollie "give me the loot, give me the loot"
Mind frames to own shoot
Can't be no flexing ass nigga up in the crew
I'm one of you
Bang! Bang! Ain't 'bout to boogie
I'm gone sit up on the roof
Let them niggas bring that scope out
Throw fingers while we [?]

Bang!
I go [?] I'm like messy I can't do no wrong
She be flexing, know she checking
Know she heard the song
I don't mind it I prefer it I just play along
I go skrrt skrrt skrrt go back where I belong
I ain't got time for the old me
Now days I gotta get the bag and that only
Hate what I dream them niggas so me
You ain't gotta know me but you know that god chose me
Believe you do exist (well, well)
Any given Sunday coming through with hits
(Bang)

Changed my life
I done earned my stripes
I deserve this life
I need my out right
I got only one life
I done paid my dues
(Yeah, yeah, yeah,)
Change things for the culture we just bring mine soon

Now they wanna
Pull up, pull up, pull up
(Paid my dues)
Coz pockets looking
For love, for love, for love
(Paid my dues)
Now pockets looking
For love, for love, for love
(Swerving through these) yeah yeah yeah
(Got me swerving through these backstreets
Wrong side of the tracks you on Backcreek)
Now pockets looking
For love, for love, for love
(Swerving through these) yeah yeah yeah
(Got me swerving through these backstreets
Wrong side of the tracks you on Backcreek)
(Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek)
(Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek)
(Creek, creek, creek, creek, creek, creek)

done

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