54 Meanings
Add Yours
Follow
Share
Q&A
Behind the Paint Lyrics
*Clips from Shockumentary*
Remember me bitch? 8th grade
Oak Park skinny-ass welfare aid
Utsler 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 wigged-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 your flasin' your titties at me waitin' in line
And that's fine, while you're workin' your charm
Look beneath the paint bitch, it's the scrubs who won
(over Shockumentary/news clips)
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see…
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see
They used to say "Ah-hah, look at him,
The same pair of pants and that shirt again."
An outcast, I knew I hadda do somethin'
Figure out a way to make somethin' outta nothin'
Open up shop, yo what you need?
Speakers, clothes, CDs, or bags of weed
But that shit got me nowhere except jail
Me and all my homies too broke to make the bail
Now we're right back to the place where we started
Chuckles and laughs
The second we turn our backs
Cast out, but we was like FUCK Y'ALL
We got each other at the drop of a homie call
Look at us now bitch, multi-platinum
All on my dick, when I'm the same as back then
Forget the money and fame, because
Beneath the paint, life's just like it always was
(over Shockumentary/news clips)
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see…
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see
(repeat)
Another girl I don't dare to confide in
Playin' that role it hurts inside
Here I am thinkin' she wants me (uh-uh)
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
*Repeat chorus and last line till fade*
Props to J Ya Dead Homie for taking the time to type these lyrics and send them in.
Back To Bizzar Page | Back To ICP Albums Page
Oak Park skinny-ass welfare aid
Utsler 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 wigged-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 your flasin' your titties at me waitin' in line
And that's fine, while you're workin' 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
The same pair of pants and that shirt again."
An outcast, I knew I hadda do somethin'
Figure out a way to make somethin' outta nothin'
Open up shop, yo what you need?
Speakers, clothes, CDs, or bags of weed
But that shit got me nowhere except jail
Me and all my homies too broke to make the bail
Now we're right back to the place where we started
Chuckles and laughs
The second we turn our backs
Cast out, but we was like FUCK Y'ALL
We got each other at the drop of a homie call
Look at us now bitch, multi-platinum
All on my dick, when I'm the same as back then
Forget the money and fame, because
Beneath the paint, life's just like it always was
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see…
Look at me…Look at me…
Analyze…What you see
(repeat)
Playin' that role it hurts inside
Here I am thinkin' she wants me (uh-uh)
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
*Repeat chorus and last line till fade*
Add your song meanings, interpretations, facts, memories & more to the community.
this song is obviously a testimony to the pressure of the life of a musician especially musicians like ICP i mean cmon these guys were nobodys when they first started and now they have beautiful women wanting they're scrubby asses shit if i was them i would be a little confused and depressed to know that women only want you for your stage persona
yeah seperate the ppl behind the paint and the band..they're in it for the music..how many bands have the guts to do this..i bet they're real great guys with tons of experience in life..real ones..look at the lyrics..they scream of realism..go ICP!!!!..keep entertaining us..
i think this song is about...how in school and stuff....everyone was like "you aint good enough to hang wit us" and dissed them cause they werent good enough to hang out wit them...but now all the bitches want them cause they got some money and how nobody cares about u...but when u get some money they try to act like you were their friends
Ok, what I think of this song, is that, before ICP made it to the top, they were nothing. They got beat on, got into the wrong group at school, ect. No one wanted them, everyone hated them. But, now that they are making a shit load of money, everyone wants to known them, be friends with them, be them and fuck them. And, for the one person who said people who listen to ICP do drugs n' shit, uh, WRONG! I know a SHIT load of people who listen to ICP, and they DON'T do drugs, DON'T drink, DON'T smoke, me, I smoke, cuz I got addicted, before I even listened to ICP. I drink because I'm legal age too. So ha!
Ok, I think this song is all about how when they were growing up, no one paid attention to them, everyone hated them, they never go any from a chick, ect. But now that they are big and making money, everyone wants to be their friend, everyone wants to know them, everyone wants to get laid by them. But, they are trying to say in this song, that even though they have money now, they are still the same people as back in high school.
I love this song. What does everybody else think? I can relate to this song in such different ways then this exactly but I can relate.
ICP scares me...
i love this song. its soooooo beautiful. i mean, like its really sweet. like, god i feel bad for them. but yea this song makes me cry.
an ICP song thats beautiful... now you can shoot me.
i guess you gotta know and understand them, but whatever...