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