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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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Esham

Heavy Mental

 

Heavy Mental

(专辑: She Loves Me Not - 2020)


[?]

This ain't another story 'bout hitting your missus
'Cause I get more money than I get bitches
And for years I been running plays, get money a hundred ways
And I know a hundred slugs go in the AK
I learned to pay homage to the ones before me
So when I came through the door, they wouldn't ignore me
Steady paying my dues, blood stains on my shoes
And only because I had to spray some wack crews
I don't know where to start, don't know where to begin
God, forgive me for my sins, I was making my ends
I was keeping control, they was selling they souls
I was on that road, everything that glitters ain't gold
See the game's to be sold, not told in kill mode
The money still spend no matter how old
Gotta know when to hold 'em, gotta know when to fold
Gotta know the G code, gotta know when to explode
Gotta know how to walk, talk, live like that
Gotta know how to give love to get it like that
Gotta know how to fall off and bounce right back
My name's Esham, you pronounce it like that
If you spit the wicket shit, then I taught you how to rap
You was dead, I tough your head, then I brought you right back
If you come to my hood, I'ma front you a sack
When I'm in your hood, my Cadillac be Detroit black
Let's keep it all connected, 'round the world, respected
And always spit the truth so they don't reject it
Man, they said I'm a skeptic, paranoid, I'm a kleptic
Murder music on my mind, always counting my blessin's
Never stressing to the lessons life be dealing to me
Murder's always on my mind, it's just a feeling to me
You trying to get this money, you must be willing to be
But you'd rather see me dead, you ain't feeling a G
They be killing me softly, but nigga, get off me
I wake up in the morning to that fresh brewed coffee
Then I cause a ruckus, I'm a known neck cutter
I smother motherfuckers, got that bread and that butter
What a tangled web, [?] practice to deceive
This practice goes back all the way to Adam and Eve
Heavy mental with the pencil nervous coincidental
I was perving hella swerving pulled to the curb in the rental
Parental advisory advising these suicidalists inside of me
I spit the wicket shit for all them motherfuckers who lied to me
So take a murder ride with me, don't be surprised to see
That I'd die for you, 'cause you would die for me

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?