Look into the eyes of a mad man
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
Thinkin' 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 ain't 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'll get for livin' like this
With a bullet in your head you're dead you can't miss
Ain't no time for regret when your body's 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 known better you'd be here somehow
So change your ways before your ways change you
with a hole in your head that you can see through
You're lookin' up and you're lookin' down
Shots are rippin' out from all around
You're cryin' 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' streetlice
(You're runnin' and gunnin' and whatever else goes
And you're goin' with your crew wichever way the wind blows
'Cause you got their backs 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, buried in the hard cold ground