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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。

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Army Of The Pharaohs

The Torture Papers

 

The Torture Papers

(アルバム: The Torture Papers - 2006)


[Vinnie Paz:]
Yeah, muthafuckas! AotP in the building!
Pazmanian Devil!
Celph Titled!
Planetary, OS! Apathy!
What's the deal, baby?
We mobbing on you muthafuckas!

[Celph Titled:]
Yeah
If there's one thing for certain, Celph Titled's a serpent
Put on this earth on purpose to change the ocean's current
Into tidal waves and lava, Secret government labs in Nevada
Found fragments of my sentence and died instant
From an infant to an emperor
Dead Sea Scrolls mixed with gangsta shit, my literature
Annihilate entire societies, nothing left to salvage
Next morning, lounging on a tropic beach, getting drunk, talking about it
We might move in silence, not revealing our plot
No alcohol in your system, but you'll be feeling the shots
So many pistols, I'm the 45 King
Yes the Pharaohs is the new Flavor Unit, it's a fortified thing
And it's "A" cause we animals, "O" cause we ominous
"T" cause we tyrants and, "P" cause we're prominent
On all continents, our contents incite mosh pits
Products of our environment, we Designed to be Violent
And the Hologram showed you that, the prophecy was golden
The Torture Papers, hands catch on fire when they hold it
The game's changed, now there's more than 5 Perfect Exerters
Hang my portrait on the wall and you can frame me for murder

[Planetary:]
I'm a arson, y'all live y'all lives in coffins
I can hear y'all hating (The walls are thin)
Apathetic, call the paramedics, we had to set it
It's a war of words, they got lost inside the sentence
I'm digging graves, put the switch to my blade
Shank a nigga just for looking at me, get up on stage
When I say "Throw your hands up," better keep 'em up
Cause niggas is creeping up with heaters up
And nigga, you soft, I'll take you to lunch and feed you a corpse
Wash it down with OE, see nigga, I boss
Celph bring guns and smoke, I bring rum and the coke
Love my wife, that's why I never had no love for a ho
What, you don't know? I spit it with a propane flow
Cocaine-to-the-nose rap, that's why Plan' about to blow
So let's go, take a walk with a menace
Alcoholic nigga, showing 40's love like tennis

[Apathy:]
I'm the product of angels and demons, cocaine and weeding
Eight different reasons the A-P is breathing
Language I'm speaking is ancient as Eden
Where snakes had Eve eating Satan's semen
A top dollar pharmaceutical block scholar
Pop my collar like a bionic rottweiler
Molecules dissolve, I pass through walls
Solidify on the other side, grab my balls
I'm the shit, bitch, flip bricks bigger than Egyptians
Dragged across sand to expand my shipment
Shapes are shifting, lifting more weight than pistons
Attila the Hun with a gun, keep your distance
Toss UFO's at foes like a discus
The size of Godzilla, dick bigger than bridges
Wicked as a wizard with a liquid elixir
Stick to the script, I'm spitting the unholiest scripture
And y'all are just now going through your thug phase
While I blast like flash grenades in drug raids
Try to criticize me, you little rappin'-ass groupie
Y'all as corny as muthafuckas who clap at the movies
The Army of the Pharaohs, checks with six zeros
Try to walk in my shoes and pop your Nike Air soles
There's no mercy, so of course the haters
Will get my autograph on The Torture Papers

終わり

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