Luyện nghe bài hát Halls Of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk through the
Into the Halls of Illusion and visit
To see could've, and should've and would've been real
But you had to fuck up the deal

Let's take a down the hallway
a long way, it takes all day
And when we get to the end, ya a chair
With and chains, we slap you in there

you down tight, so you can't move a thread
And your eyelids up over your head
'Cuz you're about to an illusionary dream
It's too bad, it ain't worth seeing

You walk in and see two kids on the
playin' Nintendo and he's got the high score
And sittin' behind them chillin' in the
Is your and you look, oh, you ain't there

It's other man and they're hand in hand
How she looks so happy, ya don't
See this is an illusion, it never true
All of you

Back to reality and you're about
Your wife can't smile, you knocked her teeth out
And she see straight from gettin' hit
'Cuz you're a fat drunk piece of shit

But it's all good here, come a beer
I'll break the top off and, and it in your ear
And death comes wicked, painful and slow
At the hands of

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, life is gone
is all because of you
What you got into

Great Milenko, wave your
Don't now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got yourself

who's next, it's Mr. Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer
Ya got your ticket? Thanks, take your off
And later on, why not? I'll rip your off

Let's take a walk the hallway
It's a way, it takes all day
And ya get to the end, ya find a chair
Ya see all the blood? Yeah, ya boy was just

We get all different kind of people comin'
Richies, chickens, and bitches like you
In the halls, gets a turn
To sit and witness your before ya burn

What do we have Oh dear
No way? It like ya kids' in the okay
Ya chillin' up in college, top grade
And your son's a doctor, phat pay

got family, the kids and it's all good
They even coach Little in the neighborhood
Is true? Have ya really seen the Holy Ghost?
Naw, bitch! Not close

Back to reality, your son's on
And your got nut stains on her back
And both fuckin' smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell crack to other

they were kids, you'd beat 'em and leave 'em home
And even whip 'em with the of the telephone
And that me, man, hey you got a call
Watch your step to Hell, it's a long

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't now, your life is gone
This is all of you
What you got yourself

Great Milenko, wave wand
Don't look now, your life is
is all because of you
What you got yourself

It's time to pack up and move to the town
But we forgot Mr. Bigot, dig it
We can't show ya an illusion, we're all packed
But I'll still cut your neck out, how's

Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your is gone
This is all of you
What you got yourself
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