Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

Ladies and gentlemen, the House of
For just one bet, venture through wonderful exhibit
See yourself in all the shapes and sizes
You, man, would you like to go into the House of Mirrors
Well,

Have a time, son
And luck finding your way out
Wait a minute, I don't it in here
Hey, a minute, let me out of here
Let there's dead in here
There's bodies in here, I don't like it in here

Step inside, my way
This here is your day
You have lied, they have
Now life has been denied

Look the big mirror
Your is so clear
Devil's head, rotting
With the snakes inside chest

In the you can't hide
You've been Jacob's lide
Whipping fear, spinning
All you crying is in

You're the beast you knew
This reflects the you do
Others starving down the
Richie's heart is like a

How can I a law?
I'm here to break your jaw
House of glass, and up
You get your ass cut

Mirror of life, mirror of
Death, I my magic cain
Your last are those of fear
But they go unheard in the of Mirrors

Mirror, on the wall
the wickedest of all
Three mice, deepest fear
to the House of Mirrors

Magic wand, mirror
Timeless says death is near
is here, death is on
My king bishop your pawn
You can't House of Mirrors

That's bad luck for years
Only in my realm
Of untold, now unfold
Thinking back, you do

Buy a home or two
Even though some and out
You keep what you live without
You're the beast you knew
This the things you do

starving down the block
Richie's is like a rock
I grab, then I stab
Cut you up a slab

Grind and twist, my wrist
Toss you in the magic
Look halls of glass
Every mirror shows the
With no love you the sin of face
Now your is in the House of Mirrors

Mirror, mirror on the
Who's the of all
Three blind mice, deepest
to the House of Mirrors

Three blind mice, your worst
Look into the mirror

to the House of Mirrors, Mr. Exec
You should explain to E why ICP let you live
As you look on I see this image in reflection
A under cover, showing no affections
To the and the hoods

Just at you, you think for us, you're too good
all you got and you can die tomorrow
And when that shit happens, no pinion, no sorrow
you refuse to lift a hand
And you know it's a blessing to help a brother man

And if I were you I'd myself
Knowing I was and wouldn't let another near my wealth
You just gotta let 'em
You Violent J, "What up?", bash head against the wall
And let him run for the door
(Where you goin, bitch?)

him detour to the sore
And wash away his bigot sins
While we in some more of his bigot ass friends
And let them see what they really
Hand-high the Benz and I'm a clown-riding the bike

So look closely in the
You're the you never knew
So be the next to
To in the hood with the ICP
Yo, J, throw away the key to the of Mirrors

Mirror, on the wall
the wickedest of all
Three mice, deepest fear
to the House of Mirrors

Three blind mice, your worst
Look the deadly mirror