Luyện nghe bài hát My Fun House

Rich in trouble
Car down on a drive through the ghetto
All the weird people, you gotta get the out
to use the phone, step into my funhouse
Hey yo, dope, like we got another
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 ready for the carnival
Should of cut your faggot ass in the hills
Boom, through the door into the room, you gotta it out
It's where we cut your fingers off and stick 'em in your
should show you that you greedy little rich fuck
If you're bucking with the juggla a dead duck
fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your nose
Further the hall, the room with jokeros

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

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

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

"Bitch, fuck you, yeah, know what I'm
Wicked running the funhouse
Ain't no way to get out until the
Gets neck cut like a man"

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

No, 'cuz he has to go to the next
It's the room of giggles because of your
You like to sit and laugh at people when they
Well, now you sit and watch me laugh when I your mother
It's the funhouse, bitch, everything's
You act like whipping on your ass, funny?
And the of your life only gets faster
Off to the

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