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Insane Clown Posse Ringmaster House of Mirrors Ladies and gentlemen, the house of mirrors For just one bet, venture through this wonderful exhibit See yourself in all the weird shapes and sizes You, young man, would you like to go into the house of mirrors Well, okay Have a good time, son And good luck finding your way out Wait a minute, I don't like it in here Hey, wait a minute, let me out of here Let...there's dead bodies in here There's dead bodies in here I don't like it in here!!! Step inside, come my way This here is your fatal day You have lied, they have cried Now your life has been denied Look into the big mirror Your reflection is so clear Devil's head, rotting flesh With the snakes inside your chest In the mirror you can't hide You've been granted Jacob's lide Whipping fear, spinning pain All you crying is in vain You're the beast you never knew This reflects the things you do Others starving down the block Richie's heart is like a rock How can I make a law? I'm just here to break your jaw House of Glass, down and up You might get your ass cut Mirror of Life, Mirror of Pain Death, I wave my magic cain Your last words are those of fear But they go unheard in the House of Mirrors Mirror Mirror on the wall Who's the wickedest of all Three blind mice, deepest fear Welcome to the House of Mirrors Magic wand, magic mirror Timeless clock says death is near Death is here, death is on My king bishop takes your pawn You can't break House of Mirrors That's bad luck for seven years Only in my wicked realm Of thee untold, now unfold Thinking back, what you do Buy a richie home or two Even though some down and out You keep what you could live without You're the beast you never knew This reflects the things you do Others starving down the block Richie's heart is like a rock First I grab, then I stab Cut you up into a slab Grind and twist, flick my wrist Toss you in the magic mist Look into Halls of Glass Every mirror shows the past With no love you kick the sin of face Now your place is in the House of Mirrors Mirror Mirror on the wall Who's the wickedest of all Three blind mice, deepest fear Welcome to the House of Mirrors Three blind mice, your worst fear Look into the deadly mirror Welcome to the House of Mirrors, Mr. Exec You should explain to E why ICP should let you live As you look on I see this image in your reflection A bigot under cover, showing no affections To the ghettos and the hoods Just look at you, you think for us, you're too good Claiming all you got and you can die tomorrow And when that shit happens, there's no pinion, no sorrow Cuz you refuse to lift a hand And you know it's a blessing to help a brother man stand And if I were you I'd fear myself Knowing I was selfish and wouldn't let another near my wealth You just gotta let em fall You Violent J, "what up", bash that head against the wall And don't let him run for the door (where you goin, bitch?) Make him detour to the sore And let's wash away his bigot sins While we welcome in some more of his bigot ass friends And let them see what they really like Hand-high riding the Benz and I'm a clown-riding the bike So look closely in the mirror You're the beast you never knew, so be the next to volunteer To live in the hood with the ICP Yo, J, throw away the key to the House of Mirrors Mirror Mirror on the wall Who's the wickedest of all Three blind mice, deepest fear Welcome to the House of Mirrors Three blind mice, your worst fear Look into the deadly mirror |
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