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Scarface - The Wall
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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
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