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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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Crooked I

Renegade '04

 

Renegade '04

(专辑: Young Boss: Volume 1 - 2004)


Uhh
This for my niggaz
Sometimes I wonder if niggaz still love this rap shit, man
Or y'all motherfuckers only like beats and hooks
It's all good I Ain't mad
I just... nigga
Yeah
This for my niggaz tho
My real ass niggaz
Real nigga music
Hold on

Sometimes I wonder to myself why I'm so vicious and hostile
With a love for gangsta shit thats deep as christians with gospel
And I'm thuggin with a clique of apostles
Artistically I'ma stay sick as Picasso
'Til the niggaz are fossil, 'til the niggaz are artifact
Any cardiac procedures for me
do it in the ghetto cause that's where my heart is at
So if I ever had a heart attack
You shock treatment on the street to bring this artist back
We clear? I feel like this is my autobiography
Make each rhyme freeze time like the art of photography
I can't explain how growing up in poverty bothered me
Gangbangers fathered me, taught me the science of robbery
So I was cockin pistols, when Kris dropped "My Philosophy"
Dropped outta school with an IQ higher than Socrates
Who knew, beein a hoodlum was my outcome
In the 60's, Could've been a muslim named Malcolm
How come, everybody in america's mouth run
Talking about us bad, when you made us pull out guns
Gave my people crack, counter attack that with the RICO act
That's why them penitentiary's be so packed
but if you peep through the key whole black
you see those crackers sittin on the kilo stack
I ain't racist I just wonder where our heroes at
We roll strapped, please know that, we load gats
Send three shots through your moschino hat
Sip some 'Gnac, lean on back, this is gangsta
Movin through the hood in a McLaren FL
Wearin a vest and a gun, bangin KRS-One
just when y'all niggaz thought the terror era was done
a nigga scared to speak, I never was one
So fuck Bill O'Reilly tryin to block my door
You just a racist like half of these L.A. cops I know
I keep a glock ready to lock n load
I steel your soul like elvis stole rock n roll
I'm so political, then again I'm so gangsta that it's pitiful
I squeeze with ease when y'all find it difficult

[x2:]
Crooked is a renegade, I never been afraid
Double r slugs, how many scars can it penetrate
Miggaz wanna lock me in a box, put me in a cage
Cause I speak the real shit whenever I'm center stage

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?