 BEHIND THE PAINT lyrics ( ICP )   
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 Rate BEHIND THE PAINT
Artist : ICP
Song : BEHIND THE PAINT
Remember me bitch, 8th grade
ball park, skinny ass well-fare aid
Ustler and Bruce brothers we was the shit
Dungeons, Dragons, and Bruce Lee flicks
quit school, nobody missed us,
nobody hugged and kissed us, only dissed us
now look at these beautiful model type high class
women
takin' my dick in em'
you don't remember my kind in class
the whipped out freak starin' at your ass
never had the courage to even say hi,
only smell your perfume fragrance as you walk
by
I'm the scrub that never crossed your mind
now your flashing your titties at me waitin in
line
and that's fine, while you're working your
charm
look beneath the paint bitch, its the scrubs who
won
look at him, the same pair of pants and that
shirt again
an outcast, I knew I had to do something
figure out a way to make something out of
nothin
open up shop, got what you need
speakers, clothes, CD's or bags of weed
but that shit got me nowhere except jail
me and all my homies to broke to make the
bail
so now we're right back at the place we
started
chuckles and laugh the second we turn our
backs
assed out, but we was like "fuck yall"
we got each other and the drop of the homie
call
look at us now bitch, holdin' platinum
all up on my dick, but I'm the same as back
then
forget the money and fame because
beneath the paint life's just as it always
was
another girl, I don't dare to confide in
playing that role, it hurts inside
here I am thinking she wants me
she only wants that killer on her CD
just when I couldn't feel any worse
bitch asked me if I could paint my face first
the day I finally get to leave this land
behind the paint will be the shell of a used up
man
behind the paint will be the shell of a used up
man
the shell of a used up man
the shell of a used up man
behind the paint will be the shell of a used up
man
the shell of a used up man
the shell of a used up man
nothing left but the shell of a used up man
nothing left but the shell of a used up man
behind the paint will be the shell of a used up
man
the shell of a used up man
the shell of a used up man
[repeats until song ends]
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