Luyện nghe bài hát Body of Work

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

(I really you)
in the court for the courtship
Marriage of the dork and the
Took her from the of the corpses
He [?] off the of the fort with the horses
This is foretold, was tapping in morse code
At least to the mad man genius, tap top secrets and gold
the guts of the mother, [?] should move her undercover
With a $3,000 son she want a lover
And somebody else that come and try and her
her off the grill, she done
celebrating, "we won"
In the of the women, never knew he had it in him
This condition when the that they make him become
Cocaine and new high tech way smuggle whole
From the control range that make radio heads with brains
Depart 84' on gold chains
Developing niggas from a name
God is great, but it's snakes on my soul

full of bones
Just don't try to put'em together
(Try to put'em 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 my anatomy
(skin), will 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 case I want two
Bottom class, cast
Poppin' tags, droppin' trash in bags
Till Hakeem take our pocket
(Am I beautiful?)
it in lights, molly in the body of Christ
Drop me to the lobby heights
Then over the threshold to redeem the
Fourteen broads like the of Norway
Fourteen broads having dreams of
Fourteen arm
If the government get it I'm a

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

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

Sanskrit dance on the page of the book
leave the restroom with the left foot
Flags of Tibet, to bet, to bed, to death,
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, mother fucker this better sex
Material potion the love of my
soaked in the blood of my father
(Will you cry for me?)
Sky burial, at the wind carry your,
I could
An anatomy, not of me, me to it, nodding me to it
Eyes of the eye and others, me do it
in each rubik
Kubrick in and tone
Lots of bones, scolds to the top of the
Skim it is just skin to it
so thin you see the sin through it

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

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