So brad, tell me whats going on in your world?
Verse one:
Its fucked up, Im looking at myself in the mirror
Im seein something scary, its slowly coming clearer
I had a funny feeling that today will be the day
That someone tries to blow my motherfucking ass away, but hey
Im running out of time to be blunt
I never had the nuts to make the motherfucking final cut
Ive been depressed for no fucking reason
But every problems got a reason; Im 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
Im havin a fucked day to begin with
I lost a bitch, a bird, and then this
My homies tend to think I get too high
Im doing fine, now pass me the formaldahyde
The only thing that seems to help me cope
Is when Im drunker than a motherfucker puffin on the chronic smoke
And then Im able to deal with the woes
The friends, the foes, the bitches, the hoes
I gotta gang of niggers, but none of them Id fuck
I gotta gang of bitches, but none of them Id trust
Trust a bitch, nope, uh-uh, never
Im havin too much trouble tryin to keep my damn self together
They got me by the balls
So please, help me break these motherfucking...
(pause)
These motherfucking walls
Verse two:
I scream, theres no one there to hear me cry
I guess its hard to scream to motherfuckers 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 fucked from the first
And havin me only made the matters worse
Now look at what they did to me
Thats some fucked up shit for a kid to see
Motherfuckin dealin after dealin, killin after killin
Im tryin to check a million
The worlds going straight to fuckin satan
A fucking shanks about to blow my fuckin brain
Verse three:
Shit, damn Im dead
Im finally through hearing all these voices in my head
Somebody finally got me
Im looking at my self outside of my fucking body
So now Im standing face to face
Mr. scarface, versus mr. scarface
We were two different people from the start
One niggas too smart the other too fucking hard
We both refused to be outsmarted
Dearly departed, the battles already started
Fuck it, its on, I duck, I weave, connect, oh shit, Im struck
Caugt me with the peircing lead
And realized to myself I shot my own fucking 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 motherfucker
I wondering what that sound is
Im having major trouble trying to walk around it
There aint no getting up Im trapped
I really shouldve dropped my motherfucking strap
Cause when I think about it now
I shouldnt have tried to climb the motherfucker
(pause)
I shouldve broke the motherfucker down
