Luyện nghe bài hát My Funhouse

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

Get for the carnival thrills
of cut your little faggot 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
That show you that 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 with jokeros

That's where you get by seventeen wicked
For the seventeen dead never found
And jump on your back until your ribs crack
you in the cart and push you down the deli tracks
Spinning and twisting, and bumping
The dead fuck next to ya is to tell ya somethin'
close, you can barely make it out
"Bitch, you shit in my electric 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, you, yeah, know 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 card, a joker's card
Sorry, bitch, the of the draw
Violent J's gonna to ice your jaw
Snap, bang, snip,
Send that motherfucker off to the next
Crash through the doors on the windy trail
Through a and into a big nail
Straight through his eye and out the back 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 laugh at people they suffer
Well, now you sit and watch me laugh when I stick your
It's the funhouse, bitch, funny
You act like on your ass, ain't funny?
And the ride of your only gets faster
Off to the

I take my bobo gun and your fuckin' mouth in
Eh, yo, the next room, it's the chicken pen
And it's a tribute to the bigots of the south
We take a chicken, shove it in your mouth
And we stuff it down your throat with a
'Cuz you're a big gut, what 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