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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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JPEGMAFIA

Dots Freestyle Remix

 

Dots Freestyle Remix

(album: All My Heroes Are Cornballs - 2019)


[JPEGMAFIA:]
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Stuff
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I stuff a Glock in my bitch pocket (Hey)
Bitch stop it, skinny nigga, big popping (Hey)
You put the pedal to metal we go Nicki Minaj (Huh)
One deep, baby, you can't top it (Brrat)
5'9", with the stick, I look like Big Papi
I keep a shotty, bottom bitches not harm me
How could I not be? Everything you copy, huh
I killed rock, now I'm sending bullets at you zombies
You never haunt me (Hah) , niggas tried to Vietnam me (Yeah)
But I've been playing with pistols since you watching Toonami (Yeah)
I'm not a rapper, I'm white trash in a mocha body
Ain't no career, I'm just hoping Madonna adopts me (Facts)
I get it popping, fuck rock, bump pop (Brrat)
I put the stock in, I'm scheming, I'm not plotting (Heh)
These niggas stepping to me, end up Gianni Versace'd, nigga

Say, say
Do a feature for what
Bro, I been dying to kick it
I'm too big for my britches, I'm too rich for these bitches
Rich in spirit, not in wealth, nigga, don't get it confused, you feel me
Again, do a feature for what (Like, for what, for what)

[Buzzy Lee:]
And you know that I'm afraid of everything
Written like a girl who stuck her heart away
And you know that I'm afraid of everything
Baby, love me close, tonight

[Abdu Ali:]
Keep going, baby
Make me cry, nigga
Like, make me fucking cry
Make me fucking cry
We talking about this story, I'm 'bout to fucking cry
We talking about this story, I'm 'bout to fucking cry

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