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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!

Ik wed dat je verrast zult zijn hoe effectief deze methode is!)

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I've Always Known

 

I've Always Known

(album: Jhelli Beam - 2009)


Is this on?
Is this on?

No shit!

I've been waiting for you to reduce the black experience to a Super Series of fly-by-night catch phrasing
And for every hiccup that I might sight for me to be labeled wide-eyed and trite
As a forest nymph in stretch plating
'Exclamation point apostrophe slash' is what you get when your Modus operandi comes off like a comedy gag
Its like being spoon fed from a colostomy bag of an old crotchety hag
That got all of us hard-numb-palmed and deep fried

You know that!

I know you, you know me
I'm from the project blowed family
With a pitch match nasty scratch give a song a home
This unknown band is holding its own

I know you, you know me
I'm from the project blowed family
With a pitch match nasty scratch give a song a home
This unknown band is holding its own

Sorry, underground hip-hop happened ten years ago
Imagine having to say this at the Pan-African theater group bake sale
Its been painted over like a glazed crayon pedicure
And the mantra's been scrambled into this crazed non-sequitur
Sorry, underground hip-hop happened ten years ago
These words stay parenthesized between two reticent moon halves
So go tell them douche bags their white tees look like night gowns
While I loaf under the awning of my moral high ground

Yeah!

No shit!

Y'all got salt water colonics
While my alma mater's polish was hallmark worthy

No shit!

And though my small squad is modest
I'm a cross-journal lobbyist
Here to install thoughts with moral conflicts

Oh!

Still girls do not sing mucho gusto papi
Nor do I get kudos for being a pseudo-commie
Cause I let niggas down like Boutros Boutros-Ghali
Being overboard like a cruise boat volley
Fool, suck my glucose lollie

I know you, you know me
I'm from the project blowed family
With a pitch match nasty scratch give a song a home
This unknown band is holding its own

I know you, you know me
I'm from the project blowed family
With a pitch match nasty scratch give a song a home
This unknown band is holding its own

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