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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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Ken Car$on

Gold Medal

 

Gold Medal

(album: Boy Barbie - 2020)


[Intro:]
(808 Mafia)

[Ken Car$on:]
Maison Mihara on my feet, not Margiela (Maison, Maison Mihara, ayy)
She gon' let me fuck, it ain't nothing you can tell her
I just took some bands out the bank at the live teller (It ain't nothin')
It ain't nothing to me, I spent it all on this sweater (It ain't nothin')
Yeah, it ain't nothing to me, talking 'bout bitches, I got several (I swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If having hoes was a sport then I'd have a gold medal (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
And I ain't worried 'bout a opp, let 'em die slow like rose petals (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If they try me get popped, I guess they should've known better (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')

[International Jefe:]
You should've known better (Ah)
You need some more cheddar (Ooh)
I got some more choppers, yeah
I got a brand-new Beretta (New)
I dropped out of school and bought me a tool
I'm riding 'round like I'm the devil
Yeah, I fucked that lil' bitch on the molly (Molly)
Yeah, she suck on my dick then she swallow it (Swallow it)
The apes ain't seen a drought (Ooh)
These niggas be telling about it (Ooh)
The reason I'm in and out (Yeah)
These niggas be acting like cops (Cops)
I don't make peace with opps (Nah)
I don't give a fuck 'bout a opp (Nah)
I pull up with sticks then mop (Mop)
I mop a nigga block (No cap)
I pull up and pop the top (Bitch)

[Ken Car$on:]
Maison Mihara on my feet, not Margiela (Maison, ayy)
She gon' let me fuck, it ain't nothing you can tell her
I just took some bands out the bank at the live teller (It ain't nothin')
It ain't nothing to me, I spent it all on this sweater (It ain't nothin')
Yeah, it ain't nothing to me, talking 'bout bitches, I got several (I swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If having hoes was a sport then I'd have a gold medal (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
And I ain't worried 'bout a opp, let 'em die slow like rose petals (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If they try me get popped, I guess they should've known better (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')

[Lil Unky:]
Niggas hating on me, I made it out the street
Swear to God, He was with me, yeah, I was just a wannabe
Pussy nigga hating you for that ho to blow your top
Still posted up with kilos on 800 Block (I'm on there)
MaddMax and Ken, they gon' blow (They gon' blow)
I ain't never had a job, I'd rather pour the four (Pour the four)
All my friends locked up for fraud, ain't talking card (Ain't no card)
Lil' bad bitch, she suck me while this sausage getting hard, 800

[Ken Car$on:]
Maison Mihara on my feet, not Margiela (Maison, Maison Mihara, ayy)
She gon' let me fuck, it ain't nothing you can tell her
I just took some bands out the bank at the live teller (It ain't nothin')
It ain't nothing to me, I spent it all on this sweater (It ain't nothin')
Yeah, it ain't nothing to me, talking 'bout bitches, I got several (I swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If having hoes was a sport then I'd have a gold medal (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
And I ain't worried 'bout a opp, let 'em die slow like rose petals (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')
If they try me get popped, I guess they should've known better (Swear, yeah, it ain't nothin')

done

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