Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

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

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

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

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

In the mirror you hide
You've granted Jacob's lide
Whipping fear, spinning
All you is in vain

the beast you never knew
This reflects the you do
Others down the block
Richie's heart is like a

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

of life, mirror of pain
Death, I wave my cain
Your last words are of fear
But they go unheard in the of Mirrors

Mirror, on the wall
Who's the of all
Three mice, deepest fear
Welcome to the of Mirrors

wand, magic mirror
Timeless says death is near
Death is here, is on
My bishop takes your pawn
You break House of Mirrors

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

Buy a richie or two
Even though down and out
You what you could live without
You're the beast you knew
This reflects the you do

Others starving down the
Richie's heart is like a
I grab, then I stab
Cut you up into a

and twist, flick my wrist
Toss you in the mist
Look halls of glass
Every shows the past
no love you kick the sin of face
Now your is in the House of Mirrors

Mirror, mirror on the
Who's the of all
blind mice, deepest fear
Welcome to the House of

Three blind mice, your fear
Look the deadly mirror

to the House of Mirrors, Mr. Exec
You should explain to E why ICP should let you
As you look on I see this in your reflection
A bigot under cover, 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 happens, there's no pinion, no sorrow
'Cuz you 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 selfish and wouldn't let another my wealth
You just gotta let 'em
You J, "What up?", bash that head against the wall
And don't let him run for the
(Where you goin, bitch?)

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

So look closely in the
You're the beast you knew
So be the next to
To in the hood with the ICP
Yo, J, throw the key to the House of Mirrors

Mirror, mirror on the
Who's the of all
blind mice, deepest fear
Welcome to the of Mirrors

blind mice, your worst fear
Look the deadly mirror