Behind The Paint
作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail
作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail
Remember me *******, 8th grade
Old park skinny ass well-fare raid
Ustler and bruce brothers we was the *******t
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 ******* 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 fla*******ng your ******* at me waitin' in line
And that's fine while you're working your charm
Look beneath the paint ******* it's the scrubs who won
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
You used to say, "Ahhh hah!"
Look at him the same pair of pants and that *******rt 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 *******
But that *******t 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 "******* yall"
We got each other and the drop of the homie call
Look at us now ******* holdin' platinum
All up on my ******* 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
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me
*******yze what you see
Look at me
*******yze 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
******* 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...
Behind The PaintLRC歌词
作词 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail
作曲 : Mike E Clark/Joseph Bruce/William Dail
Remember me *******, 8th grade
Old park skinny ass well-fare raid
Ustler and bruce brothers we was the *******t
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 ******* 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 fla*******ng your ******* at me waitin' in line
And that's fine while you're working your charm
Look beneath the paint ******* it's the scrubs who won
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
You used to say, "Ahhh hah!"
Look at him the same pair of pants and that *******rt 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 *******
But that *******t 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 "******* yall"
We got each other and the drop of the homie call
Look at us now ******* holdin' platinum
All up on my ******* 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
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me, look at me
*******yze, what you see?
Look at me
*******yze what you see
Look at me
*******yze 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
******* 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...
