Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

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

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

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

(skin), will be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), just my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), be the death of me

(Tell me to do)
to the limit, fill it till the brim get in it
You can't get it, if you ask
In that I want two masks
class, dollar cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' trash in shopping
Till Hakeem our pocket cash
(Am I beautiful?)
it in lights, molly in the body of Christ
Drop me to the from heights
Then over the threshold to redeem the
Fourteen broads the king of Norway
Fourteen broads having of foreplay
arm Shiva
If the get it I'm a fool

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

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

Sanskrit on the page of the dead book
Don't leave the restroom with the left
Flags of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death,
Release the leash on a car
Feed on the keys, fall in a Jaguar
The tip of thy is white
Am I night, am I black, am I
Have I been
Realize my begin when I find where my end
Oedipus wrecks, mother this better than sex
Material the love of my martyr
Currency soaked in the blood of my
(Will you cry for me?)
Sky burial, at the wind carry your,
That I
An anatomy, not of me, kntting me to it, me to it
of the eye and others, watching me do it
Adapt in rubik
in plot and tone
Lots of bones, to the top of the tone
through it is just skin to it
You're so you see the sin through it

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

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