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Hallo! Ik ben Lirkit!

Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

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Show Me The Body

Taxi Hell

 

Taxi Hell

(album: Corpus I - 2017)


Fingers count bills
In front of him
Faces, Benjamins
In this country, he make amends
For his sins, in the war on the port
Tell me how much was the ride
To bring his body back
Was it based on the weight
He sends his bag, money
To his family waiting, honey, daddy
Driving his taxi
Tell me what was the price
Of the casket and grave
Carried by his brothers
Every night is a risk
Skipped on or jumped
Standing by the pump
Holding the gas
Tell me, how big was the hole
They left in the back of his head
As big as his eye?
In death he is blind

Born in Bangladesh
Died in America
Bleeding waiting waiting waiting
Waiting to be married
Tell me, where is the shooter
Hasn't he already paid in his guilt
Tell me where are the children
Lessons of hate
Lessens this guilt
Lessons of hate
Lessons of guilt
Lessen this hate
Lessen this guilt
Lessen this hate
Lessen this guilt

"They making it unlivable bro, they wanna get you stressed out so they can put you in the fucking prison cell, and then they got you working in there and they got motherfuckers buying stocks in that shit, and then they got mandatory... They gotta keep that shit full. You know what happens to the prison if they don't keep it full?
Them motherfuckers get fined bro, they get a fine. If they don't keep the fucking prison full, they get a fine... That's a fact. And that's where they wanna keep motherfuckers so they hire all these assholes and make 'em get on the street. And do some crazy shit. And that's what's going on"

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Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?