Luyện nghe bài hát My Fun House

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

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

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

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

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

"Bitch, fuck you, yeah, what I'm saying
Wicked clowns the funhouse
no way to get out until the killer
Gets your neck cut a man"

Pick a card, any card, any motherfucking card, a joker's
Sorry, bitch, the luck of the
Violent J's have to ice your jaw
Snap, bang, snip,
that motherfucker off to the next room
Crash through the doors on the spinny trail
Through a loop-de-loop and a big nail
through his left 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 of your ways
You like to sit and at people when they suffer
Well, now you sit and watch me laugh when I stick mother
the funhouse, bitch, everything's funny
You act like whipping on ass, ain't funny?
And the ride of life only gets faster
Off to the

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