look into the yes of a madman
   You can see it in his face, he's a weak and sad man
   Staring straight ahead, his eyes set like stone
   With a nine millimeter cocked at your dome
   No way out, it's too late 'cause you're already in it
   So what'cha gonna do you'll be dead in a minute
   Thinking slow will get you nowhere fast
   A young life terminated with one short blast
   You live like that, you die like this
   That 's how it is
   Livin' with regret is no way to live
   That's how it is
   You're dead too soon if the bullet don't miss
   That's how it is kid
   How it is
   That's what you get for
   Living like this
   With a bullet in your head - you're dead, you can't miss
   Ain't no time for regret when you're body is in a bag
   Ain't no time to change your mind when your head begins to sag
   Should've known better, ain't working for you now
   Maybe if you'd know better you'd be here somehow
   So change your ways before you ways change you
   With a hole in your head that you can see through
   You're looking up and you're looking down
   Shot's are rippin' out from all around
   You're crying out for help but it can't be found
   The voice of regret is the only sound
   You play the game and you pay the price
   For hustlin' in the gutter with the motherfuckin' street lice
   You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes
   And you're goin' with your crew whichever way the wind blows
   "cause you got their back and they got yours
   And you live for yourself and you make your own laws
   But sooner or later what goes around comes around
   You wind up dead and buried in hard, cold ground