House Of Mirrors Lyrics - The Ringmaster - Insane Clown Posse

"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 

[Chorus x2] 

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 

[Chorus x2] 

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 

'Cause 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 

[Chorus x2]