Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Mirrors

Ladies and gentlemen, the of Mirrors
For just one bet, venture this wonderful exhibit
See yourself in all the weird shapes and
You, man, would you like to go into the House of Mirrors
Well,

Have a time, son
And good finding your way out
a minute, I don't like it in here
Hey, a minute, let me out of here
Let there's dead in here
There's dead bodies in here, I like it in here

Step inside, my way
This is your fatal day
You have lied, they cried
Now life has been denied

Look the big mirror
reflection is so clear
Devil's head, flesh
With the snakes your chest

In the mirror you hide
You've been granted Jacob's
Whipping fear, spinning
All you crying is in

You're the you never knew
This the things you do
Others starving down the
heart is like a rock

How can I a law?
I'm here to break your jaw
House of glass, and up
You get your ass cut

Mirror of life, mirror of
Death, I wave my cain
Your last are those of fear
But they go unheard in the House of

Mirror, on the wall
Who's the of all
blind mice, deepest fear
Welcome to the of Mirrors

wand, magic mirror
Timeless clock says death is
Death is here, is on
My king bishop takes your
You can't break of Mirrors

That's bad luck for seven
Only in my wicked
Of thee untold, now
Thinking back, you do

Buy a richie or two
though some down and out
You keep what you could live
You're the beast you never
This the things you do

Others starving the block
Richie's is like a rock
First I grab, I stab
Cut you up into a

Grind and twist, flick my
you in the magic mist
Look halls of glass
Every mirror the past
no love you kick the sin of face
Now your is in the House of Mirrors

Mirror, on the wall
the wickedest of all
Three mice, deepest fear
to the House of Mirrors

Three blind mice, your fear
into the deadly mirror

Welcome to the House of Mirrors, Mr.
You explain to E why ICP should let you live
As you look on I see this image in your
A bigot cover, showing no affections
To the ghettos and the

Just look at you, you for us, you're too good
Claiming all you got and you can die
And when shit happens, there's no pinion, no sorrow
you refuse to lift a hand
And you it's a blessing to help a brother man stand

And if I you I'd fear myself
I was selfish and wouldn't let another near my wealth
You just gotta let 'em
You Violent J, "What up?", that head against the wall
And let him run for the door
(Where you goin, bitch?)

him detour to the sore
And wash away his bigot sins
While we in some more of his bigot ass friends
And let them see what really like
Hand-high riding the and I'm a clown-riding the bike

So look closely in the
You're the you never knew
So be the to volunteer
To live in the hood the ICP
Yo, J, throw the key to the House of Mirrors

Mirror, on the wall
the wickedest of all
Three blind mice, deepest
Welcome to the House of

Three blind mice, your fear
into the deadly mirror