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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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Maino

My City

 

My City

(album: K.O.B. 2 (King Of Brooklyn 2) - 2014)


The street is waiting on that real shit
These hating niggas praying I get killed quick
Guess it ain't no love where I come from
Fake smiles, fake hugs where I come from
The first one to ride for my city
'Til I noticed that they wasn't riding with me
Niggas say you got to bring New York back
But my hood is like Chicago, where New York at
How we know our pedigree with no identity
Too many chickens scared to make enemies
So welcome to New York, we the hardest yeah
Where the DJs is bigger than the artists here
Yeah, I think I woke up in a bad mood
Wearing my feeling on my sleeve like a tattoo
Waving the flag for my city then I threw it down
I'm done with it, let another nigga hold it down

[Hook:]
Sometimes I feel like fuck my city
Too many bitch niggas from my city
None of these lame niggas run my city
At times I feel like I don't love my city
Sometimes I feel like fuck my city
At times I feel like I don't love my city

Damn, I feel the hate when it come to me
They let niggas disrespect us then they stunt on me
I put the city on my back, how they front on me?
I wore that Yankee cap well, ain't no love for me
Man, the fuck happen to my city dog?
Over two million sold, still a hundred though
What they waiting for, my niggas been ready
Try to uplift the city but these niggas so petty
Damn, I guess I start a new wave
I bet Biggie turning over in his grave
The streets screaming that they waiting for a change
But my hands tied
These pussies trying to lock me out the game
Fuck what we used to be, we not that
And these rappers claiming street but they not that
How I'm supposed to feel, nigga I'm a rider
But my own city showing more love to outsiders

[Hook]

These weak niggas wish I wasn't here
But just imagine if I wasn't here
You wouldn't get this real talk nigga
These pussies want to leave you in the dark nigga
I give you me, I give you all of me
Just know that I'll be there when you call on me
You won't get it 'til I'm dead and gone
Probably won't appreciate me 'til I'm dead and gone

[Hook]

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