Lyrics
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 clo
ir hearts are froze and their
ld hands with whores. I'll sit and spin for a little while If it's the end of days I'm going out in style.
, too young, too fast I'm gonna, drink it up while it lasts. Too much, too young, too fast I'm gonna, tear
o fill my glass. Thieves in the night, rob you blind with surgical precision. You can't evade the eye in the sky