How It Is

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