Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

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

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

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

into the big mirror
Your reflection is so
head, rotting flesh
With the snakes inside chest

In the mirror you can't
been granted Jacob's lide
Whipping fear, pain
All you crying is in

You're the you never knew
This the things you do
Others down the block
heart is like a rock

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 wave my magic
Your last are those of fear
But they go in the House of Mirrors

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

Magic wand, magic
Timeless clock death is near
Death is here, is on
My king bishop takes your
You break House of Mirrors

That's bad luck for seven
in my wicked realm
Of thee untold, now
back, what you do

Buy a richie or two
Even some down and out
You keep you could live without
You're the beast you never
This the things you do

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

Grind and twist, 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, on the wall
the wickedest of all
Three blind mice, fear
Welcome to the House of

Three blind mice, worst fear
Look into the deadly

Welcome to the 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, showing no
To the ghettos and the

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

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

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

So closely in the mirror
You're the you never knew
So be the to volunteer
To live in the with the ICP
Yo, J, away the key to the House of Mirrors

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

blind mice, your worst fear
Look into the deadly