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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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Saigon

And The Winner Is...

 

And The Winner Is...

(专辑: The Greatest Story Never Told - 2011)


[Saigon]
...claim many lives
With semi [?] from guys, innocent ladies, babies of any size
Nah I knew it wasn't the truth, cause they ain't have nothin for proof
They even blame you for dozens of youths in substance abuse
What kinda crap is that? Everybody know that crackers brought crack to a habitat
to attack the Latins and Blacks
Never mind that fact son, and I know it's wrong
You was there when my hopeless mom put me out in the coldest storm
Even though you did introduce me to Smoke and Tron
And totin one, you welcomed Saigon with open arms
That's all I could focus on, the reason I wrote this explosive song
To show even the closest born (look)
Get torn (get torn) you tricked me all along
You had me thinkin you was my friend, you NEVER loved Saigon! (Saigon)

[Chorus 2X: Saigon]
With friends like you who needs enemies?
Brought a nigga bad luck like the Kennedy's
You had a nigga ass up in the penitentiary
With friends like you who needs enemies?

[Bun B]
You was my homie, my ace boon coon, my real roadie (roadie)
Called you my right hand, the Poot to my Bodie
For sho', my true whodie, we was closer than my own kin (kin)
We saw this thang come and both of us would zone in (in)
They knew when they saw you, they saw your boy too
Tighter than jail dap, would always see your boy through
Sunup to sundown (down) winnin them fistfights
I'm lettin my gun sound, you was the main one round (round)
We held the corner down (down) we held the wall up
Shot knew you'd be there so I never had to call up
Step out on the cut, shit, there you would be
At late night or broad day and didn't care who would see
We was day for day in the trap (trap) and out on the grind
Up to the point where them haters (what) ran up from behind
Turn out the whole time (time) that you was straight frontin (frontin)
Cause when they shot your boy up you just laid there and ain't say nothin (nothin)

[Chorus]

[instrumental to the end followed by a skit]

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?