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