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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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Mick Jenkins

The Session

 

The Session

(album: FreeNation Presents, The Pursuit of HappyNess. The Story of MickalasCage. fool... - 2012)


It was 6 o'clock in the eve, we thinking 'bout going H.A.M
Shots of New Amsterdam
And Key was rolling the trees
A couple shorties came through, shoulders cold as the breeze
Added a liquor shoulders increases a couple degrees
We chilling
We laughin, We feeling
Immaculate pad is full of some batches and bitches
Looking for bachelorette to doc the dab master
The ought of a first impression
I cracked a joke and she smiled and we got right back to the session
We vibing to Mrs. Badu
Open another a bottle
Them hoes was a couple 7's and now they looking like models
Comfortable in her skirt
Shoulders had mellowed out
Drinks was starting to work
Shorty was still sitting but hips had started to twerk
Twerk
Shorty twerk
Work
Shorty work
Now peep how shit change when shoulders start to relax might lead to deep strains
And necks and arched backs might keys and key-chains
Get left
A text
In all caps that said
"Aw damn I left it"
And I be thinking to myself
"Aw damn my sessions" [x3]
Fool

We wasn't doing shit
Sitting in the crib
Niggas came through, fucked around and made it a session [x3]
[x2]

Bring a bottle
Bring some tree
Bring some shorties if you fucking with the free
Or be a boss, nigga bring all three
[x2]

The other night you woulda swore that we blew up
All my peoples 'round me, all this liquor on the table I was drinking till I threw up
Bottle in my hands told my mans pour me two up
Dapper niggas here, dope, V-Necks and crew cuts
Reset
We blew up, no recess
We too close and too Free
No deals not even close
Not even pull hoes, No Bruce Lee
More Ryu, we kicked it
Had golden and purple and light green prescriptions
Then rolled 'em and burned 'em, it might be the symptoms
That got me afloat, fool

We wasn't doing shit
Sitting in the crib
Niggas came through, fucked around and made it a session [x3]
[x2]

Bring a bottle
Bring some tree
Bring some shorties if you fucking with the free
Or be a boss, nigga bring all three
[x2]

FTMG, bro

done

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