1. 1.
    (bkz: state of the world address) (bkz: biohazard)

    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
    ... dolayli zarf tumleci