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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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Fly Away

 

Fly Away

(专辑: Every Ghetto, Every City Vol. 1 - 2015)


Sometimes I wish I could fly
So many wish they could ball
So many names on the wall
Too many gangstas on the yard
Probably the realest shit I ever wrote

Sometimes I wanna fly away from all this money madness
But I think about it, how many people wish they fucking had it
Imma be all the way one hundred, miss my fucking daddy
Miss my nigga right now, josing, making commissary
We pack the mortuary, this life is dark and scary
You can't trust too many, gotta know who against me
I take shots of Henny, man, I need a break
I'm two steps away from clicking 40 minutes straight
I make the real relate, real music gave back to the hood
So tell me this (nigga), how could you hate?
Slander me in the news. Press conference around my crews
Many nights I wanted to fly away and give my kids my dues
I know some niggas in the booth, wish they had ten thousand dollars
Know some niggas up in jail, wish they woulda been a scholar
Model citizen, you tripping if you ain't feeling it
Everybody go through roller coaster rides
I miss my granny, I ain't lying

Sometimes I wish I could fly
So many wish they could ball
So many names on the wall
Too many gangstas on the yard
Probably the realest shit I ever wrote

Damn, that nigga wanna ball like me
Diabetes, enemies, you want it all like me
Where people take your words and twist it
On parole, still pissing
Mad, wishing somebody'd make some more real ass niggas
Nobody showing love. This how we growing up
Don't know if we gonna see tomorrow, this why we showing up
Better do something if you wanna ball
Yeah we do something, my niggas on call
Just looked at a picture of six niggas. Only two of us now
Your honor, I've been doing right. I don't want no trouble
P.O. I just wanna feed my family. I just wanna travel
I know you tired of going to college, but don't wanna tell daddy
Got a vision, but your vision come up a different alley
Of yes sir's and no sir's
As a child I wanted to fly away from junkies, Budweiser's, lies and cuss words
Got in them streets and I realized
No matter how good you gonna still die
Tears come to my eye for Bleek and Ivy
So many niggas cross the wall
Wish they could ball again
Homicide, momma crying, they got her son again
Hurt the whole family, ripped they pride away
Little sister wanna fly away

Sometimes I wish I could fly
So many wish they could ball
So many names on the wall
Too many gangstas on the yard
Probably the realest shit I ever wrote

Can't forget my niggas who, they gave a life sentence to
Lil Joe, Dan, Mike Fleet and Moo, my penitentiary crew
I know you wanna fly away sometimes. That shit be hitting you
Convicted as a killer, but don't let your mind be convicted too
The police killing niggas. Niggas playing it south
Damn, that nigga killing now. He's a fucking cause
Shit, put my name on the wall with them wall niggas
The two new Craigs, both hit with the flame, yeah ya'll niggas
Fly away, God help me. Luvah just lost his nephew
Still a young nigga, I left he was seven
Mookie still crying tears and it hurt my heart
Make you wanna fly away, when they murk ya boy
I know your pain lil' momma. You want the Hollywood lifestyle
The lights, but it's hard, cuz your from Alabama
Hurting inside, but smiling for the camera
Shit, so much pressure you feel like giving up

Sometimes I wish I could fly
So many wish they could ball
So many names on the wall
Too many gangstas on the yard
Probably the realest shit I ever wrote

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?