Body of Work Lupe Fiasco (Ft. Terrace Martin & Troi Irons)

[Pre-Chorus: Troi]
Closet full of bones, just don't try to put 'em back together
(Try to put 'em back together)
They know just by my tone so wear it like a scarlet letter
(Wear it like a scarlet letter)

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
(I've always loved you)
Uhh, quiet in the court for the courtship
Marriage of the dork and the gorgeous
Took her from the king of the corpses
He revolved, jumped the wall of the fort with the horses
This was foretold, Bojangles was tappin' in Morse code
At least to the mad man genius, tap top secrets and more gold
(All of you)
From the guts of the mother
Campbell should move her undercover
With a $3,000 son she just want a lover
And somebody else to come and try and drug her
Take her off the grill, she done
(they will never love you)
Pills celebrating, "We won"
In the system of the women, never knew he had it in him
This condition when the world that they make him become
(None of you)
Cocaine and new high tech ways, smuggle whole things
(I've always loved you)
From the control range that make radio heads with gold brains
(All of you)
To park 84' Jags on gold chains
Developing nicks from a whole name
God is great, but it's snakes on my soul plane