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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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Linkin Park

X-Ecutioner Style

 

X-Ecutioner Style

(album: Reanimation - 2002)


From the top
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up when I'm talking to you
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
I'm about to br ...
Wasn't that fun?
Let's try something else

Forty-five caliber killer, but out of the Phila
-dela thriller show you brothers how you not a guerilla
Smooth talking, fully automatic weapon concealer
Taste thriller, great fillers, hit 'em with the bounce filler
Filthy stinking, standing on solid ground and still be sinking
Submerging in the Parks and still be Linkin
Pluck beef when it starts, but fuck your thinking
It's not a mirage
I rip the motherfucking track up from out the garage
Where I'm hip to the duck, but it's hard to dodge
In the back of that spine where my darts is lodged
Thought flipping straight up, ripping apart your squad
X-Ecutioner style, that cuts and blends
Like a syringe, we banging you in each of your limbs
See me coming through your party hard, without no bodyguard
Smoking something, stomping on each of your Timbs
I'm the B to the L, the A, the C-King (uh huh..)
And when it comes to planning the Thought, keep thinking that

Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up
Shut up

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?