| Remember me bitch, 8th grade
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| Oak Park, skinny ass welfare aid
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| Utsler and Bruce brothers, we was the shit
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| Dungeons & Dragons, and Bruce Lee flicks
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| Quit school, nobody missed us
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| Nobody hugged and kissed us, only dissed us
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| And now look at these beautiful model type high class women
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| Taking my dick in 'em
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| You don’t remember my kind in class
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| The wigged-out freak staring at your ass
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| Never had the courage to even say hi
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| Only smell your perfume vapors when you walk by
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| I’m the scrub that never crossed your mind
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| Now your flashing your titties at me waiting in line
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| And that’s fine while you’re working your charm
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| Look beneath the paint bitch, its the scrubs who won
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| You used to say, «Ah ha, look at him!»
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| The same pair of pants and that shirt again
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| An outcast, I knew I had to do something
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| Figure out a way to make something out of nothing
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| Open up shop, got what you need
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| Speakers, clothes, CDs, or bags of weed
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| But that shit got me nowhere except jail
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| Me and all my homies too broke to make the bail
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| So now we’re right back to the place where we started
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| Chuckles and laughs, the second we turn our backs
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| Assed out, but we was like, «Fuck ya’ll!»
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| We got each other at the drop of a homie call
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| Look at us now bitch, hold my platinum
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| All on my dick but I’m the same as back then
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| Forget the money and fame because
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| Beneath the paint life’s just like it always was
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| Look at me!
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| Analyze! |
| What you see?
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| Look at me!
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| Analyze! |
| What you see?
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| Another girl I don’t dare to confide
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| Playing that role, it hurts inside
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| Here I am thinking she wants me
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| She only wants that killer on her CD
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| Just when I couldn’t feel any worse
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| Bitch asked me if I could paint my face first
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| The day I finally get to leave this land
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| Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man
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| Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man
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| The shell of a used up man
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| The shell of a used up man
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| Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man (Analyze!)
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| The shell of a used up man
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| The shell of a used up man
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| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man
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| Nothing left but the shell of a used up man
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| Behind the paint will be the shell of a used up man (Analyze!)
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| The shell of a used up man
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| The shell of a used up man |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Behind The Paint , by - Insane Clown Posse. Song from the album Bizaar, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп