| Song | Behind The Paint - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Insane Clown Posse |
| Album | Bizaar |
| 作词 : B.B., Clark, Clark | |
| Remember me bitch, 8th grade | |
| Old park skinny ass well-fare raid | |
| 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 | |
| And now look at these beautiful model type | |
| High class women takin' my dick in 'em | |
| You don't remember my kind in class | |
| The whigged out freak starin' at your ass | |
| Never had the courage to even say, "Hi" | |
| Only smell your perfume vapors when you walked by | |
| I'm the scrub that never crossed your mind | |
| Now you're flashing your titties at me waitin' in line | |
| And that's fine while you're working your charm | |
| Look beneath the paint bitch it's the scrubs who won | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| You used to say, "Ahhh hah!" | |
| 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 to the place we started | |
| Chuckles and laughs 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 | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me | |
| Analyze what you see | |
| Look at me | |
| Analyze what you see | |
| Another girl, | |
| I don't dare to confide | |
| Playing that role it hurts inside | |
| Here I am thinking she wants me | |
| She only wants that killer on her | |
| CDJust 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 | |
| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man | |
| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man... |
| zuò cí : B. B., Clark, Clark | |
| Remember me bitch, 8th grade | |
| Old park skinny ass wellfare raid | |
| 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 | |
| And now look at these beautiful model type | |
| High class women takin' my dick in ' em | |
| You don' t remember my kind in class | |
| The whigged out freak starin' at your ass | |
| Never had the courage to even say, " Hi" | |
| Only smell your perfume vapors when you walked by | |
| I' m the scrub that never crossed your mind | |
| Now you' re flashing your titties at me waitin' in line | |
| And that' s fine while you' re working your charm | |
| Look beneath the paint bitch it' s the scrubs who won | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| You used to say, " Ahhh hah!" | |
| 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 to the place we started | |
| Chuckles and laughs 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 | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me, look at me | |
| Analyze, what you see? | |
| Look at me | |
| Analyze what you see | |
| Look at me | |
| Analyze what you see | |
| Another girl, | |
| I don' t dare to confide | |
| Playing that role it hurts inside | |
| Here I am thinking she wants me | |
| She only wants that killer on her | |
| CDJust 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 | |
| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man | |
| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man... |