The Wall lyrics

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

[Verse 1]
It's f*cked up, I'm looking at myself in the mirror
I'm seeing something scary; it's blurry, make it clearer
I got a funny feeling that today will be the day
That someone tries to blow my motherf*cking ass away, hey
I did some wrong In My Time of Dying but
I never felt the nerve 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 having trouble breathing
Somebody help me, hear my plead, my battle cry
My psychic told me, it's gonna be hard for Brad to die
She told a lie; I think I oughta shoot the b*tch
I got my pistol, thinking if I should shoot the sh*t
Click, bang, I jammed it, I slammed it
Aw sh*t, goddammit!
I'm having a f*cked up day to begin with
I lost a b*tch, a bird, and then this
My homies tend to think I get too high
I'm doing fine, now pass me the formaldehyde
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 b*tches, the hoes
I gotta gang of n*ggas, and none of them I'd f*ck
I gotta gang of b*tches, and none of them I'd trust
Trust a b*tch, nope, uh-uh, never
I'm having enough trouble trying 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 2]
I scream...there's no one there that seen me cry
I guess it's hard to scream to motherf*ckers when you scream inside
I'm staring at my future, it's in plain view
I blame myself, but, Mommy dear, I blame you
'Cause now I'm finally looking at the picture
My daddy shoulda quit ya, right before he hit ya
Or swung it to the left instead
And left a big-ass stain in the f*cking bed.
Because the world was f*cked from the first
And having me only made the matters worse
Now look at what they did to me
That's some f*cked up sh*t for a kid to see
Motherf*ckin villain after villain, killin after killin
I'm tryin' to check a million
Damn, I'm going straight to f*ckin satan
A f*cking shame...about to blow my f*cking brains

[Verse 3]
sh*t, damn I'm dead
I'm finally through with hearing these voices in my head
Somebody finally got me
I'm looking at myself 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 n*gga's too smart the other too f*cking hard
And both refused to be outsmarted
Dearly departed, the battle's already started
f*ck it, it's on, I swung, I duck, I weave, connect, I'm struck
Caught me with the piercing 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'm trying to climb the wall, it's higher than a motherf*cker
And hollow's what the sound is
I'm having major problems trying to walk around it
And ain't no getting out; I'm trapped
I really should've dropped my motherf*cking strap
'Cause when I think about it now
I didn't have to climb the motherf*cker
{*pause*}...I shoulda broke the motherf*cker down