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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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Action Bronson

Pouches Of Tuna

 

Pouches Of Tuna

(album: Blue Chips - 2012)


[Action Bronson:]
Been on the honor roll sculptures of my body out in Nagano
My shawty features like Madonna, Low designer
Bending these young lola fellana's over ace la tesse
Baste the breast with the juices
Under the influence of fly shit, I glide like ovechkin
Disqus hoody, Puff hibiscus, balance be the crispest
Baby girl your wylin if you sniff this
You gotta take a piss test, piss right through your fishnets
Robbin moses state park lamm in the sand, blam blam
When piggie tried to put my fam in the can
Strictly coppin golds, until we laid in the Galapagos
Eating tacos, higher than a opera note
We never ride civcs, the mob blonde scripted lyrics
It's like a avant garde to the critics
I throw you in the armbar with the quickness
Either you with me or bitch you in the shit list

[Roc Marciano:]
Bitch please picture me in Sicily
The hard bottoms gettin slippery
I just had an epihany
And now I'm shittin on your whole steez ridiculously
45. fire at ya, attire, to break your armor up like fine china
Fly designer hoes diggin for gold like a 49er
I hit the diner to carolina
Pass the lighter to the passanger in the spyder
Vagina splash like apple cider
So fuck your little 2 cents blue benz bitches jump like Harold Miner
I'm in the recliner, trace like eye liner
And I escape like McGyver
Bank robbers, bank 38's to taste cobbler
And lay up with a case of vodka
Get cake and prosper ate steak and lobster the frank sinatra
Egg you out leave your face some pasta
Get laced and dip the chicks in the grey boxter
Bitch foxy 88 clogs
Ladies identify gangsters posture
I'm feeling like jay hoffa
Fuck ya'll, eat a fat dick with the monster

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