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Album: Miscellaneous (2007)
Artists: ICP

  1. Ain't Yo Bidness
  2. Behind The Paint
  3. Birthday Bitches
  4. Bizzar
  5. Blaaam!!!"(feat. Anybody Killa
  6. Cotton Candy & Popsicles
  7. Crystal Ball
  8. Fearless
  9. Get Ya Wicked On
  10. Hell's Forecast
  11. If
  12. Intro
  13. It Rains Diamonds
  14. Juggalo Homies"(feat. Twiztid
  15. Juggalo Paradise
  16. Let A Killa
  17. Let's Go All The Way
  18. Mr. Happy
  19. Murder Rap
  20. My Axe
  21. My Homie Baby Mama
  22. Please Don't Hate Me
  23. Questions
  24. Radio Stars
  25. Rainbows and Stuff
  26. Still Stabbin'
  27. Still Stabbing
  28. Take Me Away
  29. The Lion's Share
  30. The Pendulum's Promise
  31. The Staleness
  32. Tilt-A-Whirl
  33. Walk Into The Light
  34. We Belong
  35. We Gives No Fucks
  36. Welcome To The Show
  37. Whut


ICP
Miscellaneous
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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