Luyện nghe bài hát Moral of the Story

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

1]
I till my fingers look like a bouquet of roses
You gotta bring your flowers now in show biz
Focus it's Coyote come on let's go kids
Everybody get together a study buddy
And then talk about the fuck that I give
Because so big and explosive
But a lotta people don't live, don't ever get a motive
If you got a goal you hold onto what hope is
If I didn't have it I would ask you where the is
is my church and so the studio's the closest
I spit it sick my cootie flow's the grossest
Don't be so just be focused on your own shit
'Cause we
You're not my biness, I go for one, not a top five finish
You can have a pot pie
But I'm thinking that I'm gonna have can of Popeye's 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 until I'm black and yellow black and yellow, bee
I just work until I'm black and blue and
Burgundy, work until I that rich mahogany
Honestly, can't you tell I'm working, bitch don't me
Show some modesty, if watching me
A bitch is in my way it's not misogyny
But if yer blockin' me I will soon you
I will build a bridge above you, or tunnel underneath you
I will eat you and excrete you and feed you to the flowers
If I to I'll go through you and absorb your fucking powers
I put in hour after hour be crystal clear
I'm gonna get there if it a day or fifty years
I'll fingerbang my fears, I'll fucking a dragon
Even with the Himalayas in my way gonna happen
'Cause waiting doesn't work, and may not come through
And hoping work. So I will be the one to (work)

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