The Wall Lyrics

So Brad, tell me what's going on in your world?

[verse one:]

Its f*cked up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror
I'm seein' something scary, its slowly coming clearer
I had a funny feeling that today will be the day
that someone tries to blow my motherf*cking ass away, but hey
I'm running out of time to be blunt
I never had the nuts to make the motherf*cking final cut
I've been depressed for no f*cking reason
but every problem's got a reason; I'm kinda havin' trouble breathin'
somebody help me, hear my plead, my battle cry
my psychic told my that its gonna be hard for Brad to die
she told a lie, I think I oughtta shank the bitch
I got my pistol, thinking if I should shoot the shit
click, bang, I jammed it, I slammed it
aw shit, goddammit
I'm havin' a f*cked day to begin with
I lost a bitch, a bird, and then this
my homies tend to think I get too high
I'm doing fine, now pass me the formaldahyde
the only thing that seems to help me cope
is when i'm drunker than a motherf*cker puffin' on the chronic smoke
and then I'm able to deal with the woes
the friends, the foes, the bitches, the hoes
I gotta gang of niggers, but none of them I'd f*ck
I gotta gang of bitches, but none of them I'd trust
trust a bitch, nope, uh-uh, never
I'm havin' too much trouble tryin' to keep my damn self together
they got me by the balls
so please, help me break these motherf*cking...
[pause]
these motherf*cking walls

[verse two:]

I scream, there's no one there to hear me cry
I guess its hard to scream to motherf*ckers when you scream inside I see my future and its coming in in plain view
I blame myself, but mommy dear I blame you
cause the world was f*cked from the first
and havin' me only made the matters worse
now look at what they did to me
that's some f*cked up shit for a kid to see
motherf*ckin' dealin' after dealin', killin' after killin'
I'm tryin' to check a million
the world's going straight to f*ckin satan
a f*cking shank's about to blow my f*ckin' brain

[verse three:]

shit, damn I'm dead
I'm finally through hearing all these voices in my head
somebody finally got me
I'm looking at my self outside of my f*cking body
so now I'm standing face to face
Mr. Scarface, versus Mr. Scarface
we were two different people from the start
one nigga's too smart the other too f*cking hard
we both refused to be outsmarted
dearly departed, the battle's already started
f*ck it, its on, I duck, I weave, connect, oh shit, I'm struck
caugt me with the peircing lead
and realized to myself I shot my own f*cking self
damn, suicide is quicker
I try to break the wall the wall keeps getting thicker
I really start to miss my mother
I try to climb the wall, its higher than a motherf*cker
I wondering what that sound is
I'm having major trouble trying to walk around it
there ain't no getting up I'm trapped
I really should've dropped my motherf*cking strap
cause when I think about it now
I shouldn't have tried to climb the motherf*cker
[pause]
I should've broke the motherf*cker down

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