Luyện nghe bài hát Moral of the Story

And the moral of the is
And the moral of the is
(Work!) till your arms off
Till your abs get and your bone's all soft
(Just WORK!) till hands go numb
And cramp and the fans in the stands go dumb

1]
I write my fingers look like a bouquet of roses
You gotta bring your flowers now in show biz
Focus Quiet Coyote come on let's go kids
Everybody get together with a study
And then talk about the that I don't give
it's so big and explosive
But a lotta people don't live, don't ever get a motive
If you got a goal you gotta onto what hope is
If I didn't it I would ask you where the rope is
Work is my church and so the studio's the
I spit it sick until my flow's the grossest
Don't be so pissed just be on your own shit
'Cause we
not my biness, I go for number one, not a top five finish
You can a chicken pot pie
But I'm thinking that I'm gonna have another can of spinach
I'm Rottweiler, pop my when I pop my fur
You're on my nerves, but my words
Gotta put a leg up and then my turf

2]
Work I'm black and yellow black and yellow, worker bee
I just work until I'm and blue and burgundy
Burgundy, work until I that rich mahogany
Honestly, can't you tell I'm working, bitch bother me
Show some modesty, if watching me
A bitch is anybody in my way not misogyny
But if yer me I will soon defeat you
I will build a bridge above you, or I'll tunnel you
I will eat you and excrete you and feed you to the flowers
If I need to I'll go through you and absorb fucking powers
I put in hour after hour be crystal clear
I'm get there if it takes a day or fifty years
fingerbang my fears, I'll fucking punch a dragon
Even the Himalayas in my way it's gonna happen
waiting doesn't work, and praying may not come through
And hoping work. So I will be the one to (work)

And someday you might see me in a glossy photo
No weirdo's rocked the bells as hard as me since