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 into the House of
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 bodies in
There's dead bodies in here, I don't like it in

Step inside, my way
This here is your day
You lied, they have 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 can't
You've been granted lide
fear, spinning pain
All you is in vain

You're the beast you 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
of glass, down and up
You get your ass cut

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

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

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

bad luck for seven years
Only in my realm
Of untold, now unfold
back, what you do

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

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

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

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

Three mice, your worst fear
Look into the mirror

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

look at you, you think for us, you're too good
Claiming all you got and you can die
And when that 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 fear
Knowing I was and wouldn't let another near my wealth
You gotta let 'em fall
You Violent J, "What up?", bash that head the wall
And don't let him run for the
(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 they really like
Hand-high riding the Benz and I'm a clown-riding the

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

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

Three blind mice, worst fear
into the deadly mirror