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 just my tongue
So it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a letter)

(I loved you)
Quiet in the court for the
of the dork and the gorgeous
Took her from the king of the
He [?] off the wall of the fort the horses
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, [?] should her undercover
With a $3,000 son she just want a
And else that come and try and drug her
her off the grill, she done
celebrating, "we won"
In the system of the women, knew he had it in him
This condition when the world that they make him
Cocaine and new high tech way smuggle whole
From the range that make radio heads with gold brains
84' Jags on gold chains
Developing niggas a whole name
God is great, but it's snakes on my plane

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

Anatomy (skin), be the death of me
Anatomy (skin), that's 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 case I want two masks
Bottom class, cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' 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 from
Then over the threshold to the doorway
Fourteen broads like the of Norway
Fourteen broads dreams of foreplay
arm Shiva
If the get it I'm a fool

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

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

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

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