Lyrics

Got a bleak perspective, I'm a streetwise man Going nowhere with my life Careening toward an early death, a streetwise man; On the corner every night So brace-for impact, brace-for impact Brace-for impact, why don't you brace The end is coming, no time for running Dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man Selling death and making cash Pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man Society has called my bluff tonight So brace-for impact, brace-for impact Brace-for impact, why don't you brace The end is coming, no time for running The end is coming, no time for running now!