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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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Kodak Black

Feeling Like

 

Feeling Like

(album: Painting Pictures - 2017)


[Kodak Black:]
I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy
I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

My lil nigga tripping, have the one catch a body
He even dropped outta school, took it to his hobby
I told him to just do it and don't talk about it
And once you slide, boy, you better hit everybody
I'm living like a sniper, lying with the window cracked
'Cause I'm about to see out the end
I be chasing paper but these ladies, they be after me
And every time I talk to one, they gotta scrap a G
All of 'em got a game plan on try to catch me
Think about my life, every night I'm smoking grabba leaf
I think about my homies in the system
I think about my homies 'cause I miss 'em
I wish you could call me to come get you, my nigga
You miss Christmas, my nigga
You miss Easter, my nigga
You missing out on your children
The streets vouch for me 'cause rapping what I'm living
I rap the way I rap 'cause I be rapping what I'm feeling
Lil Kodak I'm gone

I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy
I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

[Jeezy:]
Yo, my daughter got a nanny for her other nanny
Bitch, I made it out the hood, motherfucking Grammy
Two mil on wheels, that's in my garage
Wish Granny could see me now, bitch, I'm living large
Trip to Lauderdale, reupped in Parkway
50/50, make it back, that's what the odds say
Y'all pray for us, we on the turnpike
And if them lights get behind us, I'ma burn rubber
See niggas lose they life, nigga lose their minds
Niggas get to like you, nigga left behind, woo
These niggas love to hate but shit, I love the grind
And ain't no looking better, just a waste of time
Long, live, fresh, these niggas ain't right for ya
But keep it real, hey, who really down to die for ya?
All I know is that these chains take a way this pain
Scrapped up in the 'rari in designer frames
Mad luck just hit the last house
My paranoid ass Bentley, got the cash out
I feel like niggas don't want me to be great
Until you're made but they're inside, G's fake
Thank the Lord, I got blessed with some trap money
But the devil got me working for this rap money
They tried to stop me living good, I'ma die today
Rich nigga from the hood, I'ma die that way

[Kodak Black:]
I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy
I just pray to God, them crackers don't come indite me
I know if I go to jail, you prolly never write me
I be thinking like, "None these bitches really like me"
I be feeling like you only want me 'cause I'm icy

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