Luyện nghe bài hát My Fun House

Rich boy's in
Car broke down on a drive the ghetto
All the weird people, you get the fuck out
Need to use the phone, step my funhouse
Hey yo, dope, looks like we got
He'd like to go for a ride on the neck
Straight to the cart for the next
to know, it's a dead body sittin' next to ya

Get for the carnival thrills
Should of cut your little ass in the hills
Boom, the door into the room, you gotta check it out
It's where we cut fingers off and stick 'em in your mouth
should show you that you greedy little rich fuck
If you're bucking with the juggla you're a dead
Eight fingers in your mouth and two sticking out nose
Further down the hall, the with jokeros

That's where you get by seventeen clowns
For the seventeen dead never found
And jump on your back until your ribs crack
Toss you in the cart and push you the deli tracks
Spinning and twisting, rolling and
The dead fuck next to ya is to tell ya somethin'
close, you can barely make it out
"Bitch, you ain't shit in my funhouse"

"Help me, I'm trapped in here, let me out
Oh my God, ahh"

"Come here, boy
My head is spinning 360
Richie, richie,
here"

"Bitch, fuck you, yeah, what I'm saying
Wicked clowns running the
Ain't no way to get out the killer
your neck cut like a man"

Pick a card, any card, any motherfucking card, a joker's
Sorry, bitch, the of the draw
Violent J's have to ice your jaw
Snap, bang, snip,
Send that motherfucker off to the next
Crash the doors on the windy spinny trail
Through a and into a big nail
Straight through his eye and out the back of his head, is he dead?

No, he has to go to the next phase
It's the room of giggles because of ways
You like to sit and laugh at people when suffer
Well, now you sit and watch me laugh when I stick your
It's the funhouse, bitch, funny
You act like whipping on ass, ain't funny?
And the ride of your life only faster
Off to the

I take my bobo gun and blow your mouth in
Eh, yo, the next room, called the chicken pen
And it's a little tribute to the of the south
We take a dead chicken, it in your mouth
And we stuff it down your throat with a
'Cuz you're a big gut, that's you get for it
Now I take your sorry ass and I you out
'Cuz I don't need your dead stinkin' up my funhouse
Funhouse, up my funhaugh