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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!

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LL Cool J

Murdergram

 

Murdergram

(专辑: Mama Said Knock You Out - 1990)


Ayo, don't go near the speakers

The big showdown, the display of skill
I'm that type of guy, so put your girl on the pill
Take a family snapshot and kiss your wife
'Cause I'm like a knife, I cause grief and strife
And I'll take your life and choke you like a python
I'ma do you wrong
Any MC, who you wanna name?
I'm one panther that can't be tamed
You talk about guns, punk, it don't alarm me
Got enough cash to make a whole damn army
I can't hold back the way that I feel
'Cause when I bust a rhyme it's like you're slipping on banana peels
You're like fruitcake and fruit cocktails
First your title now I'm taking your female
All of a sudden, you're so proud and black
A baseball hat, but you ain't saying jack
The ripper is back and you can't escape
'Cause one of my records'll sell more than your whole tape
I want beef, bring on the rookies
I got more than just Cool J cookies
Rip, rock, crush, stomp the comp
I'm poison, come and take a chomp
I bet you your teeth'll end up around the corner, kid
Don't ask me why I did uncivilized damage to a nobody
And I'm carrying a gun if I'm rhyming at the party
New York, Chicago, Detroit, LA
I'll slay wherever you play
D.C. or Philly or Baltimore
I murder the rich and maim the poor
Perpetrating in your video, here's the real schooling
Country accents, who you think you're foolin'?
I play Russian Roulette, not Craps
You're only known 'cause of Yo! MTV Raps
And Rap City and BET
And Channel 31, but now here I come
To save the day and now you're getting done
Like a hooker, don't drop the soap, crumb
The first sign of the battle, you little fink
Is you see blood coming out your kitchen sink
Your mic's a baby bottle, son
Some say they ain't, but I am the one
To slice and dice and fry and boil, to bake and serve a nerd
I heard a word occurred to him that he could move and wouldn't get moved on
Like a shotgun blast
Big mouth MCs, I'll bet you none last
'Cause they ain't stable or able
And I boost the party like jumper cables
So plug me in and put me on
Arsenio Hall so I can battle 'em all
From coast to coast, blind, crippled or crazy
You use a dictionary but you still don't phase me
Listen and weep, you sound cheap
You preach about blackness, but you represent wackness
You're knocking on the castle door
But when you fall in the moat, I won't see you no more
Let's get together and diss LL
Use his name and your records might sell
I can't believe your band of dead maggots
Crawling all over my name, I won't have it
You better look in the mirror and rethink your plan
Why walk in quicksand
When you can stand on your own two feet?
I'm ripping MCs from "Funky Drummer" to "Big Beat"
Name the date and the arena
You three year old ballerina
I can't believe that suckers try to throw down
Whether you're new or older than Motown
Just kick back, I don't slack, attack a wack and slap a rap
They can't handle the format
Whether you're suave or smooth
Rough or rugged, all I need is a groove
I display a way to slay, punk, play to pay
Mr. Morris has entered the buffet
Some of y'all are sitting in bowls
Plates of the hot buttered rolls
Beat you with baloney, stab you with salami
'Cause when I get hot, I get hot like pastrami
Then I make you wonder
Why you don't hear bass, but you feel the thunder
You get kuff, I'll knock out your tooth
We'll be fighting from the lobby to the roof
You annoy me like a roach at dinner time
Yo, Marley (What's up?) It's Miller time
Nah, man, just kick a little more
Pass the brass knuckles let me break his jaw
When I'm on the microphone I want silence
Let KRS-One stop the violence
Ain't no rivals, ain't no competition
Punk, I'm beating you into submission
I'm getting busier than ever before
Never more will I slack, I'ma keep it real raw
Eat you up like a pack-jam
Video's more popular than Batman
Ripping you to shreds, tap you in the head
Then leave the battle looking happy as a newlywed
Give me a TEC-9 to spray
Save the beef and put it on layaway
I'm in command, your man abandoned, slamming jamming fans will understand
Then you weep about the murdergram

完毕

你已经把这首歌里所有不熟悉的词添加了吗?