How it is





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