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, man, would you like to go into the House of Mirrors
Well,

Have a time, son
And good luck 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 in here, I don't like it in here

inside, come 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
head, rotting flesh
With the snakes your chest

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

the beast 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 might get ass cut

Mirror of life, of pain
Death, I wave my cain
Your words are those of fear
But they go in the House of Mirrors

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

wand, magic mirror
Timeless clock says is near
Death is here, is on
My king bishop your pawn
You can't break of Mirrors

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

Buy a home or two
Even though some 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
First I grab, then I
Cut you up a slab

Grind and twist, flick my
Toss you in the mist
Look into of glass
mirror shows the past
With no love you kick the sin of
Now your place is in the of Mirrors

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

Three blind mice, your worst
Look into the deadly

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

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

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

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

So look in the mirror
You're the you never knew
So be the next to
To live in the 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
Welcome to the of Mirrors

Three mice, your worst fear
Look the deadly mirror