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おめでとう!私はリルキットです!

英単語を覚えるために色々な方法を試した結果、私にとって最も効果的な方法を見つけました。

私たちは、これまでの人生で聞いてきた歌の歌詞をすべて記憶の中にすでに持っています。私たちは単にそれらに注意を払っていなかっただけですが、私たちは皆すでにそれらを聞いています。

以前に聞いたことのある歌から新しい単語を学ぶと、その単語の翻訳を永遠に知っていて、決して忘れないことに気づきました。

この方法を皆さんにもシェアしたいと思います。したがって、スキームは次のとおりです。

すでに聞いたことのある曲を見つけます。

それらの未知の単語をすべて追加します。

記憶力ゲームのミニテストに合格しました。終わり

たくさんの単語を知ったので、言語全体をすぐに理解できるようになります。

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CyHi The Prynce

Legend

 

Legend


(Is there something I should know?)
Yeah
(I wish that you would tell me so)
(Don't keep me in the dark)
CyHi
[?]

Your bitch dig my french on some La di da di shit
She always on her knees like my Abu-Dhabi bitch
Mixture of Capone with my uncle Ton in Masseratti Rick
Jimmy Henchman the only ones who could probably body this
Feel like I did 20k came home stuck in 96'
Never dropped a dime like Tiny Archibald coming off the pick
How can y'all forget?
All the albums I done did
I'm an artist with no felonies can't tell me I'm not legit
I been spitting real since real the real and floppy disk
I can see why all the copywriters tryna copy this
My girl saying I'm hardly home
I get paid to rock these poems
Kick this shit of the dome
Like that Ronda Rousey chick
Black Conor Mcgregor, no losses under my records
But if I did and I see you again I'm coming to reck ya
Treadmilling, I been running from karma forever
Legs killing
But I know that the lord is my shepherd
Lamb Peeling
I just quote songs when I'm under pressure
Best feeling when you know God will come to your rescue
Just chilling
I be speaking in parables
Pulled a strap from up under my arm
Like it's parachute
Tryna steal this pair of shoes
Y'all wanna hear some scary news?
Its 8'o clock my partner just sprayed the block
Now he got the whole neighborhood hot
Thanks a lot

I'm with a heather B and tracy G
Tryna sway the cop, I laid the plot
Told him he was next door at Jason's spot
That's a send off nigga
We was bad like Mike Jack with the shinguards nigga
Thoughts go through my brain like a pinball nigga
You got your style off my style you a spin-off nigga
Barry Sanders
Two bells to carry hammers
Talking guns boy I gotta full house of the danny tanner
I was driver for the hitman's and sammy sammers
Heard a plenty stories about kidnappers and healthy ransoms
Ambulance will pick you up better hope that your family answers
Lost a couple fights to 'em but still I'm fairly handsome
In Atlanta I swear I done fucked like every dancer
Off every word, my mouth red like cherry Fanta
Hail Mary! I'm Makavelli with every stanza
This note is a gift, written sincerely, Santa
The Legend

I'm a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I'm a legend
Even when I'm not a stone mounted prism
I'm a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20's mounted on the Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven

Back when Dolphins had Marino
I had thoughts of palominos
Puttin my broad in Valentinos
I started bagging dinos
My partner used to drop his Momma off at Bingo
Now we back to clocking C notes
We want the bread
We even tried to rob the Kinkos
Cause we heard they had a lotta paper
Can't sleep like I had twenty capuccinos
Hope my past don't come back to haunt me like when Benny capped Pacino
Black latinos
Back like [?]
Catch a bird to Oakland then we flying back to Rhinos
Some of y'all didn't catch the lingo
This is real trap shit
Keep the calculator like I'm bout to do a math quiz
Put the mustard on the turkey bag that's how we wrap shit
Before I did this rap shit, coulda been a draft pick
Rather hit a fast lick, always had a bad bitch
Who left me for a rich nigga
Cause I never had shit
But once she see how green the grass is
She'll be running back, after she done had kids
But can you blame her?
You see all the swag bitch?
Look at what my dad did
He raised a motherfucking legend!

I'm a legend
I been that nigga in my town since I was seven
I'm a legend
Even when I'm not a stone mounted prism
I'm a legend
Before I started selling pounds of that lettuce
Before I had them 20's mounted on that Chevy
Today if God decide to send me back to heaven
I'm motherfucking legend!

終わり

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