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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。

きっとこの方法の効果に驚かれると思います!)

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Pop Trunk

 

Pop Trunk

(アルバム: EMMANUEL - 2019)


This my eulogy, dig into the roots of me
Look into a serpent's eyes, I can spot my enemies
I can hear a butterfly's wings, you niggas centipedes
A den of vipers and thieves, you ain't no friend of me
I think I finally rest, when I rest in peace
And made my soul see the gates, lay me down to sleep
I'm feeling different, profiting off my ignorance
But may my life be filled with other decadence
My mama and Grandmama, that's black excellence
My girl in Air Force One like she the president
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I ain't no boy in a band, I am more than a man
I got the world in my palm, sitting right in my hand
You know my fist stay clenched, you know my mind been gone
I think I lost that shit in all that Backwood smoke
And all that Gucci shit

I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence

Having thoughts of suicide, but I just be concealing them
I been calling out to God but I just don't be hearing him
I just try to stay alive and navigate my business
It's gotta' be like something more than all this we experience
Delusions and delirium
I'm fucking serious, niggas is in my ear again
I'm turning serial, really I'm 'bout to kill again
I'm at the Frenchy's on Scott, I'm like a kid again
3-piece and some fries, that's what my dinner is
Around the pistols and rocks, I learned from many men
Car wash from a fiend
You see the blaze and that gleam
You see the things that I seen
You wouldn't talk so much
You wouldn't be worried 'bout me
About the friends that I keep
About that gold that I lost
About that drank on my teeth
I rather die on my feet than to live on my knees
That's why I don't sleep
Keep a gun, keep the peace

I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence
I bang Screw, Pop Trunk outside your residence

Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised
Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads
Niggas tryna' kill me, but I'm Southside raised

終わり

この曲の聞きなれない単語はすべてあなたが追加したのですか?