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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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Logic

Quasi

 

Quasi

(album: Vinyl Days - 2022)


Ayo Quas, ay Quas pick up the fucking phone, it's your cousin Melvin, bro
Listen man, Madlib out here doing records with Logic and shit
Don't nobody give a fuck about that
Don't nobody want that shit
We need Quas back man
Come on, come on man
Fucking rap, bro, what the fuck you doing?

Yeah
Madlib my man, come the fuck back, damn
Show the people that you understand what I'm saying
Quasimoto flow, toe to toe with any spitter
Hey, pop needs you in this company to black John Ritter
In the lab, you said, "people don't wanna hear my shit"
I should smack you brother, they revere that shit
Come back, run it back, neutralize 'em like Men in Black
From stone's throw to Madlib invasion
Ask any fan on the street, they'll say your shit is amazing
The G.O.A.T., a legend, a God amongst men
Greatest producer alive, number one out of the ten
Egon would say that shit'll prolly make you feel uncomfortable, don't it?
But it might bring you back, won't it?
Quas and an MPC is no match for any opponent
One of the greatest alive, nobody could argue
Just come back man, the rap cats would never dog you
I had to write you now or else I prolly never would
I don't want you full of regret like, "damn man, I shoulda"
I don't think you understand what you instilled in me
Hip-hop from J-Lib to Mad Villainy
You are the sound of our ancestors
Come back and rap man, that's killing me

done

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