Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

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

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

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

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

In the mirror you can't
You've been Jacob's lide
fear, spinning pain
All you is in vain

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

How can I a law?
I'm here to break your jaw
House of glass, and up
You might get 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
the wickedest of all
Three mice, deepest fear
to the House of Mirrors

Magic wand, magic
Timeless clock death is near
Death is here, is on
My king takes your pawn
You can't break House of

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

Buy a richie or two
Even though down and out
You keep what you live without
the beast you never knew
This the things you do

Others down the block
heart is like a rock
First I grab, I stab
Cut you up into a

Grind and twist, flick my
Toss you in the magic
Look into halls of
Every shows the past
no love you kick the sin of face
Now your place is in the House of

Mirror, mirror on the
the wickedest of all
Three blind mice, deepest
to the House of Mirrors

Three blind mice, worst fear
into the deadly mirror

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

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

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

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

So look in the mirror
You're the beast you knew
So be the to volunteer
To live in the with the ICP
Yo, J, throw away the key to the of Mirrors

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

Three mice, your worst fear
into the deadly mirror