Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

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

(I loved you)
Quiet in the for the courtship
Marriage of the and the gorgeous
Took her from the of the corpses
He [?] off the wall of the with the horses
This is foretold, bojangles was in morse code
At to the mad man genius, tap top secrets and more gold
From the of the mother, [?] should move her undercover
a $3,000 son she just want a lover
And somebody else that come and try and 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 they make him become
and new high tech way smuggle whole things
From the range 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 of bones
Just don't try to put'em back
(Try to back together)
And just bite my tongue
So wear it like a scarlet
(Wear it a scarlet letter)

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

(Tell me to do)
to the limit, fill it till the brim get in it
You get it, if you gotta ask
In that I want two masks
Bottom class, cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' trash in shopping
Till Hakeem our pocket cash
(Am I beautiful?)
Write it in lights, molly in the body of
Drop me to the lobby from
Then over the to redeem the doorway
Fourteen broads like the king of
Fourteen broads having of foreplay
Fourteen arm
If the get it I'm a fool

Closet 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 letter
(Wear it a scarlet letter)

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

Sanskrit on the page of the dead book
Don't the restroom with the left foot
of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death, flesh
Release the leash on a car
Feed on the keys, asleep in a Jaguar
The tip of thy sword is
Am I night, am I black, am I
Have I this?
my begin when I find where my end this
Oedipus wrecks, fucker this better than 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
I could
An anatomy, not of me, me to it, nodding me to it
of the eye and others, watching me do it
Adapt in each
Kubrick in and tone
of bones, scolds to the top of the tone
Skim through it is skin to it
You're so you see the sin through it

Closet of bones
Just don't try to back together
(Try to put'em together)
And just bite my tongue
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
(skin)