Karaoké Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast Airbourne

Some people like to make all the rules and tell others what to do

They make it their way so they always win and the others always lose

Street gangs and madmen

How they wage their private wars

Ayy

In bankers clothes their hearts are froze and their wives hold hands with whores

I'll sit and spin for a little while

If it's the end of days

I'm goin' out in style

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass

Thieves in the night rob you blind with surgical precision

You can't evade the eye in the sky

He got facial recognition

Ugh

Paranoia on every street

It's hard to stay alive

You never know when you'll feel the heat before it takes your life

Ayy

I'll sit and spin for a little while

If it's the end of days

I'm goin' out in style

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass

Ooh ayy

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts

Too much, too young, too fast

I'm gonna tear it up so fill my glass

Too much

I'm gonna drink it up

Too fast

Yeah while it lasts