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