Founded in Detroit in 1989, Insane Clown Posse performs a style of hardcore hip hop known as horrorcore and is known for its elaborate live performances. Originally known as JJ Boyz and Inner City Posse, the group introduced supernatural- and horror-themed lyrics as a means of distinguishing itself stylistically. The duo founded the independent record label Psychopathic Records with Alex Abbiss as manager, and produced and starred in the feature films Big Money Hustlas and Big Money Rustlas. They formed their own professional wrestling promotion, Juggalo Championship Wrestling, and later collaborated with many hip hop and rock musicians.
The songs of Insane Clown Posse center thematically on the mythology of the Dark Carnival, a metaphoric limbo in which the lives of the dead are judged by one of several entities. The Dark Carnival is elaborated through a series of stories called Joker's Cards, each of which offers a specific lesson designed to change the "evil ways" of listeners before "the end consumes us all". The original lineup of Insane Clown Posse was John Utsler (John Kickjazz), Joe Bruce (Violent J) and Joey Utsler (Shaggy 2 Dope). John Utsler left before Carnival of Carnage was released in 1992.
Insane Clown Posse's performance style is often described as horrorcore hip hop, which "utilize shocking (and blatantly over-the-top) narratives to give an over-exaggerated, almost cartoon-like version of urban deprivation in Detroit", according to author Sara Cohen. Bruce and Utsler describe many of their lyrics as being tongue-in-cheek. The group's early work features a raw, minimalistic sound, which later evolved into a more rock-oriented style. The group's lyrics serve as morality tales, with songs focusing on subjects such as cannibalism, murder and necrophilia. Insane Clown Posse's debut album, Carnival of Carnage, features a politically-oriented focus, criticizing elitism and prejudice against those who live in the ghetto, while the album's liner notes criticize the Gulf War. The group's lyrics have opposed racism, bigotry, domestic violence, and child abuse.
Insane Clown Posse has covered songs by Geto Boys, Sly Fox, and Above the Law. Bruce and Utsler refer to Ice Cube, Awesome Dre, Geto Boys, and Esham as influences on their own music, while Bruce has expressed admiration for Gong, Pearl Jam, and Michael Jackson. Mike E. Clark's production for the group incorporates elements such as "carnival organ riffs, power chords and shotgun blasts...banjolike plucking and Van Halen-esque guitar squeals", while Bruce and Utsler sometimes alternate between rapping and screaming. Bruce has credited pop music as an influence on some of the group's material, even terming the music "Wicked Pop". Bruce has also stated "We do our own genre of music". In his review of The Tempest, Allmusic's David Jeffries writes that Bruce and Utsler "[rap] in a carnival barker fashion that fits with their circus motif, their Insane Clown disguises, and Mike E. Clark's big top-inspired production." Insane Clown Posse has influenced similar acts, such as Axe Murder Boyz, Blaze Ya Dead Homie and Boondox.
House Of Mirrors
Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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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
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]
The lyrics to Insane Clown Posse's "House of Mirrors" speak of a sinister, carnival-like attraction that claims the lives of those who enter it. The song tells the story of a young man who enters the house of mirrors for one bet, only to realize he doesn't like it in there and wants to get out. The singer warns him that it's too late, and he's trapped. The chilling lyrics paint a picture of a place where reflection seemingly reveals the true nature of the person, and that person is often a monster.
As the song continues, it becomes clear that the House of Mirrors is a metaphor for society. It reveals the hidden darkness within us all, and the consequences of our actions. We see ourselves in distorted and grotesque forms, facing our deepest fears in the form of dead bodies and devil's heads. The song suggests that our actions have a ripple effect on the world around us, with others starving down the block and the rich getting richer. The House of Mirrors is a place of reckoning, where we must face the consequences of our greed and selfishness.
Overall, "House of Mirrors" is a dark and haunting commentary on the state of society and the human condition. It warns us that we are all capable of evil, and that we must be willing to confront our own darkness if we hope to make the world a better place.
Line by Line Meaning
Step inside, come my way
Enter the House of Mirrors
This here is your fatal day
Your fate is sealed
You have lied, they have cried
Your past mistakes will catch up to you
Now your life has been denied
You will face consequences for your actions
Look into the big mirror
Examine yourself
Your reflection is so clear
Your true self is revealed
Devil's head, rotting flesh
You are consumed by evil
With the snakes inside your chest
Your inner demons are taking over
In the mirror you can't hide
You cannot escape your true self
You've been granted Jacob's lide
You are cursed
Whipping fear, spinning pain
You will suffer
All you crying is in vain
Your pleas will not be heard
You're the beast you never knew
You are capable of great evil
This reflects the things you do
Your actions have consequences
Others starving down the block
People are suffering around you
Richie's heart is like a rock
Some are cold-hearted and uncaring
How can I make a law?
I have no power over you
I'm just here to break your jaw
I am here to cause you harm
House of Glass, down and up
The House of Mirrors is your downfall
You might get your ass cut
You are in danger
Mirror of Life, Mirror of Pain
The House of Mirrors reflects both life and pain
Death, I wave my magic cain
Death is imminent
Your last words are those of fear
You will die afraid
But they go unheard in the House of Mirrors
No one can save you now
Three blind mice, deepest fear
Fear is your enemy
Magic wand, magic mirror
You are under a spell
Timeless clock says death is near
Your time is running out
Death is here, death is on
Death is coming for you
My king bishop takes your pawn
You are being defeated
You can't break House of Mirrors
You cannot escape your fate
That's bad luck for seven years
Your luck is cursed
Only in my wicked realm
You are trapped in my world of evil
Of thee untold, now unfold
My evil plan will be revealed
Thinking back, what you do
Reflect on your actions
Buy a richie home or two
You prioritize material possessions over helping others
Even though some down and out
Others are struggling
You keep what you could live without
You are selfish
First I grab, then I stab
I will harm you
Cut you up into a slab
I will kill you
Grind and twist, flick my wrist
I will torture you
Toss you in the magic mist
I will dispose of your body
Look into Halls of Glass
Reflect on your past
Every mirror shows the past
Your past mistakes are haunting you
With no love you kick the sin of face
You are unloving and uncaring
Now your place is in the House of Mirrors
You are doomed to the House of Mirrors
Welcome to the House of Mirrors, Mr. Exec
You are now under my control
You should explain to E why ICP should let you live
You must plea for your life
As you look on I see this image in your reflection
I see the truth about you
A bigot under cover, showing no affections
You are a hypocrite without compassion
To the ghettos and the hoods
You do not care about those less fortunate
Just look at you, you think for us, you're too good
You believe you are above us
Claiming all you got and you can die tomorrow
You value material possessions over human life
And when that shit happens, there's no pinion, no sorrow
No one will mourn your passing
'Cause you refuse to lift a hand
You are apathetic to the suffering of others
And you know it's a blessing to help a brother man stand
Helping others is a moral duty
And if I were you I'd fear myself
You should be afraid of how your actions will be judged
Knowing I was selfish and wouldn't let another near my wealth
You prioritize greed over compassion
You just gotta let em fall
You do not care about the well-being of others
You Violent J, "what up", bash that head against the wall
Violence is seen as a solution
And don't let him run for the door (where you goin, bitch?)
You will be stopped from escaping
Make him detour to the sore
You will be punished
And let's wash away his bigot sins
Punishment is meant to bring about redemption
While we welcome in some more of his bigot ass friends
Others like you will be punished
And let them see what they really like
Punishment is meant to bring about self-reflection
Hand-high riding the Benz and I'm a clown-riding the bike
We are not impressed by material possessions
So look closely in the mirror
Reflect on your actions
You're the beast you never knew, so be the next to volunteer
You are capable of evil, so be punished
To live in the hood with the ICP
You will be forced to live among those you have neglected
Yo, J, throw away the key to the House of Mirrors
Punishment will be permanent
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JOSEPH BRUCE
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