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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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(album: Love Songs For The Streets - 2017)


Trenches, the trenches, the trenches, the trenches
I do it for poverty
A lot of street niggas in fucking with me you know?
(Shoutout my nigga Snapdogg you know?)
Real gang man

No I don't want yo' apologizes
No, I don't drink on no Qualitest
My bitch on a drink, she a pharmacist
I'm thinking 'bout the hood, yea stealing it
How you turn on me how you trade?
Was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
I had so much so much my shoulders couldn't wait
I said [?] look at the people you played
Yeah I ain't looking for no handouts
Ain't looking for no handouts

I was addicted to shootouts
I'm in the trenches with Pluto
I got a stick at my bitch house
Now I take shits in a big house
I never carried the field
I gotta outwork my pills
I gotta suck on the test
I'm in the gutter for real
I love my brother for real
That was the pill on the slut
Can't force it if he is my cut
Them choices will make you a mutt
Few years in the state
And the feds gave 200 months
Off percs and 200 blunts
I get head for 200 months
I mix Chanel with the Fetty
Shawty will kill you for singing
Shawty be lit with the bitch
And I fucked twice in the Hemy
FNs tucked in the denims
High speed high speed
I lost guns in the [?]
And I put drugs in my mental

No I don't want yo' apologizes
No I don't drink on no Qualitest
My bitch on a drink, she a pharmacist
I'm thinking 'bout the hood, yea stealing it
How you turn on me how you trade?
Was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
I had so much so much my shoulders couldn't wait
I said [?] look at the people you played
Yeah I ain't looking for no handouts
Ain't looking for no handouts

We gon' ball with a anthem
Auntie went balled after the cancer
My uncle had died from stabbing
I moved to the A now I'm dabbing
Ride 43 with no license
The opps is thinking we ISIS
Fuck whoever don't like it
I nut her face 'cause she trifling
You left me to die in a rot
You left me to die on the block
Wouldn't think I would rise to the top
But now I'm a ride with the Glock
I kill for my brothers who for me
I hate when niggas say you love me
Deep down wanna plug me
See me down be a bummy
You were my nigga til the trust I can't trust 'em
If I ever see 'em now I screaming fuck 'em
I ain't fucking with no fool shit
He see me now he won't do shit
And I'm riding with my gang

No I don't want yo' apologizes
No I don't drink on no Qualitest
My bitch on a drink, she a pharmacist
I'm thinking 'bout the hood, yea stealing it
How you turn on me how you trade?
Was my brother but you left, you shoulda stayed
I had so much so much my shoulders couldn't wait
I said [?] look at the people you played
Yeah I ain't looking for no handouts
Ain't looking for no handouts

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