Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

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

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

Closet of bones
Just try to put'em back together
(Try to put'em together)
And I'll just bite my
So wear it like a letter
(Wear it a scarlet letter)

Anatomy (skin), be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's just my
(skin), will 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
Bottom class, cast
Poppin' tags, trash in shopping bags
Hakeem take our pocket cash
(Am I beautiful?)
Write it in lights, molly in the of Christ
Drop me to the lobby heights
Then the threshold to redeem the doorway
Fourteen broads like the of Norway
Fourteen having dreams of foreplay
Fourteen arm
If the government get it I'm a

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

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

Sanskrit dance on the page of the dead
Don't leave the restroom with the foot
of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death, flesh
Release the on a fast car
Feed on the keys, fall asleep in a
The tip of thy is white
Am I night, am I black, am I
Have I this?
Realize my begin when I where my end this
Oedipus wrecks, mother fucker this better sex
potion the love of my martyr
Currency soaked in the of my father
(Will you cry for me?)
Sky burial, at the carry your, father
That I
An anatomy, not of me, kntting me to it, me to it
Eyes of the eye and others, me do it
Adapt in each
Kubrick in plot and
Lots of bones, to the top of the tone
through it is just skin to it
You're so thin you see the sin it

full 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)

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