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Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Mirror Mirror on the wall
Whose the wickedest of all
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes
Look into the mirrors eyes, the darkest eyes

We off the train tracks homeboy outta control,
me and madrox rockin bitch, slappin the world.
I say some shit to make the crows crow quick,
little bitch, paint a picture like my cock some fuckin blood with a drip drop. Take a sip
it makes me stronger than the strongest man,
and my mind takes a journey to the farthest land,
I’m the whole worlds kryptonite,
I got these bitches on they knees, kissing hands, cryin, beggin for they life.
I’m a butcher knife to the neck, gotta go (what),
1 you just a ho (right), 2 you ain’t a juggalo. (believe that)
bitch you watch your mouth and represent,
you get your head split quick, some shit they can’t stitch.
I’m a scrub for life, don’t let the hairstyle ?
with a bag a weed, looking to blow it.

I want you to touch the mirror, saying Twiztid inside your mind 17 times
Would you survive in a world that’s full of hate?
Or would you live and love then die and be buried and then disintegrate?
I want you to envision in the battle ground
With a light from heaven if I give’em hell of the sound
Painted in the wind like the stench of the dead
Angels with broken wings and devils with severed heads
I want you to believe in the realm of the dark
Where souls are rotten like teeth and withered like tree barks
Screams can be heard, only faint in the sky
Demons with false tongues and bright yellow eyes

You can catch a buzz off me from smoking the reazin off my bong
and disappear in the dark like the smoke in my lungs.
Now will you walk with me, take a chance when the faces all talk to me, or when they callin me.
My eyes closed and I can’t see straight, now it’s pitch black,
can’t breathe and I can’t move like a heart attack.
Hung ova, stoned sober,
my last guy crashed and burned so game over.
Control over a parallel you can’t even fuck with.
Cast half the spells and burn you in the dark shit Crossed over with my faith in God,
stigmata, bleedin from the hole in my arm.
I’m hangin from ropes and chains with my veins all cut up,
in a puddle of blood, monoxide, bitch, what up.

Through your eyes you think we’re all the same (Tell me can you see me now?)
Through your eyes we’re all the same
(t-t-t-t-t-t-t-tell me can you see me now?)

I’m an optical illusion
Your expectations of me awaiting stone like Medusa
Lashing at me ripping out my mortal being
But your foundation is flimsy and slowly crumbling
Everything has an end
Now let’s pretend that pipe dreams are made of medicine
Make me feel better again
Made me feel better than them
Or true or false sitting together again

Thanks for the pussy baby,
Now I gotta go,
You were so freaky, lady,
But you're just another ho,
Thanks for the pussy baby,
Now I gotta go,
You were so freaky lady,
But you're just another ho,

When you sucked my dick,
And I came all over your lip (oh shit),
The way you rubbed my ass,
Made me cum all up in my pants (oh shit),

All that and more lie instore in the mirror/mirror
Available nation wide April 2nd 2002
Exclusively on Psychopathic Records
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