Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

Closet full of
Just don't try to put'em back
(Try to put'em together)
And I'll bite my tongue
So wear it like a letter
(Wear it like a letter)

(I loved you)
Quiet in the for the courtship
Marriage of the and the gorgeous
her from the king of the corpses
He [?] off the of the fort with the horses
This is foretold, bojangles was tapping in morse
At least to the mad man genius, tap top and more gold
From the guts of the mother, [?] should move her
With a $3,000 son she just a lover
And else that come and try and drug her
her off the grill, she done
celebrating, "we won"
In the of the women, never knew he had it in him
This condition when the that they make him become
and new high tech way smuggle whole things
From the control range make radio heads with gold brains
Depart 84' Jags on gold
Developing niggas from a whole
God is great, but snakes on my soul plane

Closet of bones
Just don't try to back together
(Try to put'em together)
And I'll just bite my
So it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a letter)

(skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), will be the of me

(Tell me to do)
Limo to the limit, it till the brim get in it
You get it, if you gotta ask
In that case I want two
Bottom class, cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' trash in bags
Till take our pocket cash
(Am I beautiful?)
Write it in lights, molly in the body of
me to the lobby from heights
Then the threshold to redeem the doorway
Fourteen broads the king of Norway
Fourteen broads having of foreplay
Fourteen arm
If the government get it I'm a

Closet full of
Just don't try to put'em together
(Try to back together)
And I'll just bite my
So wear it a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a letter)

(skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's my anatomy
(skin), will be the death of me
(skin)

Sanskrit dance on the page of the book
Don't the restroom with the left foot
Flags of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death,
the leash on a fast car
Feed on the keys, fall in a Jaguar
The tip of thy sword is
Am I night, am I black, am I
I been this?
Realize my begin I find where my end this
Oedipus wrecks, fucker this better than sex
potion the love of my martyr
Currency in the blood of my father
(Will you cry for me?)
Sky burial, at the wind your, father
I could
An anatomy, not of me, me to it, nodding me to it
Eyes of the eye and others, me do it
in each rubik
Kubrick in plot and
Lots of bones, scolds to the top of the
through it is just skin to it
You're so thin you see the sin it

Closet full of
don't try to put'em back together
(Try to back together)
And I'll just my tongue
So wear it like a letter
(Wear it a scarlet letter)

(skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), be the death of me
(skin)