Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

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

a good 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 bodies in here
There's bodies in here, I don't like it in here

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

Look the big mirror
Your is so clear
head, rotting flesh
With the snakes your chest

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

You're the beast you never
This the things you do
starving down the block
Richie's is like a rock

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

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

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

Magic wand, magic
Timeless clock says death is
Death is here, is on
My king bishop takes pawn
You can't House of Mirrors

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

Buy a home or two
Even though some and out
You keep what you could without
You're the beast you never
This reflects the you do

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

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

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

Three mice, your worst fear
into the deadly mirror

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

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

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?)

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

So look in the mirror
You're the beast you never
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
Welcome to the of Mirrors

Three blind mice, worst fear
Look into the deadly