Luyện nghe bài hát My Funhouse

Rich in trouble
Car broke down on a drive through the
All the weird people, you gotta get the out
Need to use the phone, step into my
Hey yo, dope, like we got another
He'd to go for a ride on the neck cutter
to the cart for the next spectacular
Just to know, it's a dead body sittin' to ya

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

That's where you get by seventeen clowns
For the seventeen dead never found
And they 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 to ya is trying to tell ya somethin'
Listen close, you can 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 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 cut like a man"

a card, any card, any motherfucking card, a joker's card
Sorry, bitch, the of the draw
J's gonna 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 into a big
Straight through his left eye and out the of his head, is he dead?

No, 'cuz he has to go to the 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 your mother
the funhouse, bitch, everything's funny
You act whipping on your ass, ain't funny?
And the ride of your life only faster
Off to the

I my bobo gun and blow your fuckin' 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 a big gut, that's what you get for it
Now I take your sorry ass and I you out
'Cuz I need your dead body stinkin' up my funhouse
Funhouse, up my funhaugh