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你好! 我是Lirkit !

我尝试了很多方法来记忆英语单词,最后找到了对我来说最有效的一种!

我们一生中听过的所有歌曲的歌词都已记在我们的记忆中。我们根本没有注意到他们,但我们都已经听到了!

我注意到,当你从一首以前听过的歌曲中学习一个新单词时,你已经永远知道这个单词的翻译,并且永远不会忘记它!

我想把这个方法分享给大家。所以,方案如下。

我们找到我们已经听过的歌曲。

我们添加了其中所有不熟悉的单词。

我们通过了记忆游戏的迷你测试。完毕

现在您已经认识了很多单词,您很快就会了解整个语言!

我打赌你会惊讶于这种方法的有效性!)

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This Is My City (Federal Reserve Version)

 

This Is My City (Federal Reserve Version)

(专辑: U Wasn't There - 2022)


Uh
Whoever thought Cam would grow to gross in the millions?
101 West, you should've seen my building
139 Park, started off as children
Grew up with Big L and the dude supposedly killed him
A week before that though, Big L had tried to kill him
That's what I heard, please don't get in ya feelings
When the time's right I will tell you about these villains
And everybody dead, so it ain't about squealing
Weapons we conceal 'em, need be, reveal 'em
Fly, nah, fly traps was hanging from the ceiling
Milk and Giz was chilling, me and Biz was illing
Love my hood but to make it out, woo, what a feeling
I couldn't sleep at night, in my bed I would keep a knife
Until I got a gun, where I'm from, they ain't believe in life
Cops come reading rights, but we ain't the reading type
You don't need Adidas or a zebra, see my stripes
Goddamn, you got to feel me, brother
Where I'm from, best friends they kill each other
No slouch or homicides to vouch ya
How I was raised, think I give a fuck about ya?
Reggie White took me on my first stick up
Five years old, can't front I caught the hiccups
Told me, "Calm down," then proceed to click up
Thought that car was a shirt the way we left that shit ripped up
8th Ave, dipped up, in my waist, the grip tucked
Told me keep my lips shut, I ever get picked up
Before that, man, you'll find me with my wrist cut
Just wanted to chill, now in this shit, I'm mixed up (Mixed up)
You know Max B, I call him Charlie Rambo
We lived in the same building, you would call a bando
Outside more gunshots than Commando
That's why I had to treat myself to Porsches, Lambos (Lambos)
Pardon, I get emotional
It's all real, none of it is promotional
Just wanted to play basketball and have an ocean view
But when you live where I live, what the fuck you supposed to do?
Fast forward, Fort Lee, New Jersey, my triplex
Son just born, formula by the Pyrex
Liquidated money, the drugs from them big checks
Been solidified way before Dipset (Dipset)
No disrespect to the brotherhood
Them my brothers, but, brother, I'm from another hood
Where it ain't fair, like Blair, they leave you underwood
Old money go missing, shots where ya mother stood

Let's get that understood
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Just listen

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?