Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

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

(I loved you)
Quiet in the court for the
Marriage of the dork and the
Took her from the king of the
He [?] off the wall of the fort with the
This is foretold, bojangles was in morse code
At least to the mad man genius, tap top secrets and gold
From the guts of the mother, [?] move her undercover
With a $3,000 son she just a lover
And somebody else that and try and drug her
Take her off the grill, she
celebrating, "we won"
In the system of the women, knew he had it in him
This condition the world that they make him become
Cocaine and new high tech way smuggle whole
From the control range that radio heads with gold brains
Depart 84' Jags on chains
Developing from a whole name
God is great, but snakes on my soul plane

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

Anatomy (skin), be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's my anatomy
Anatomy (skin), will be the 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 case I two masks
Bottom class, dollar
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 over the to redeem the doorway
broads like the king of Norway
Fourteen having dreams of foreplay
Fourteen arm
If the get it I'm a fool

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

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

Sanskrit dance on the page of the dead
Don't leave the restroom with the foot
Flags of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death,
the leash on a fast car
Feed on the keys, asleep in a Jaguar
The tip of thy sword is
Am I night, am I black, am I
I been this?
Realize my begin when I find my end this
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, me to it, nodding me to it
of the eye and others, watching me do it
Adapt in each
in plot and tone
Lots of bones, scolds to the top of the
Skim it is just skin to it
You're so you see the sin through it

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

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