A
G
D
A
G
D
G
A
A
G
D
A
G
D
G
A
A
Some people like to make all the rules
D
G
D
A
And tell others what to do
A
They make it their way so they always win
D
G
D
A
And the others always lo se
A
Street gangs and madmen
D
G
D
A
How they wage their priv ate wars
A
In bankers clothes their hearts are froze and
D
G
D
A
The ir wives hold hands with whores
G
C
If it’s the end of days
D
I’m goin out in style
A
G
D
A
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna drink it up while it lasts
A
G
D
A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna tear it up so fill my glass
A
Thieves in the night rob you blind
D
G
D
A
With surgical precision
A
You can’t evade the eye in the sky
D
G
D
A
He got facial recognition
A
Paranoia on every street
D
G
D
A
It’ s hard to stay alive
A
Never know when you’ll feel the heat
D
G
D
A
Bef ore it takes your li fe
G
C
If it’s the end of days
D
I’m goin out in style
A
G
D
A
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna drink it up while it lasts
A
G
D
A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna tear it up so fill my gl ass
A
G
D
A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna drink it up while it lasts
A
G
D
A
Too much, Too young, Too fast
G
D
G
A
I’m gonna tear it up so fill my glass
C
G
A
D
