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Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast (Airbourne) · Too Much, Too Little, Too Late (Johnny Mathis) · Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · A Tribute to Garth Brooks [Cleopatra] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The World's Greatest Garth Brooks Tribute (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Garth Brooks (Garth Brooks) · Roots of Garth Brooks (Johnny Paycheck) · Garth Brooks & the Magic of Christmas (Garth Brooks) · Hats Off to Garth Brooks (Hutchinson, Hutch) · A Tribute to Garth Brooks (John Sawyer) – and 90 other albums »


young to feel this damn old 
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole 
I'm much too young to feel this damn old 

The competition's
young to feel this damn old 
All my cards are on the table with no ace left in the hole 
I'm much too young to feel this damn old 

The competition's
your pockets 

Look, look at this tape, loose ass plastic 

Copy machine picture damn straight I'm gonna hit ya 

But I don't cause I maintain,
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too
to ya' hatin' and ya' bad looks
Just think about gettin' paper like Garth Brooks
Keep it off the hook
Let the world feel the touch
Ya'll doing too
Garth Brooks,
Keep it off the hook,
Make the world feel the touch,
Y'all doin' too much,
Sayin' y'all can see us,
Its like this hear,
I rock a party
Mur-mur-ma-murderous SHIT
Uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-huh-uh-UHH
I keep the gangsta-gangsta-gangsta
Gah-gah-ga-gangsta beat, feel me?  Uhh
I spit that Brooklyn-Brooklyn-Brook
schemin' on me? Probably are
Think Jigga's a joke nigga? Hardy har
I spit Brook, Brook, Brooklyn every time I bust
Radio's gotta play me though I cuss too
wanted you too much
And now I've gotta choose

You're the cause of all this
And I'm sick of trying to please you
And you're gonna feel my emotions
We got an old guy here
He's having too much fun
Damn

You wanna go?
Well, come on, let's go

Just tell me how you like it
Scrambled of fried
separate by cover
Ooh, young hearts
Facing to feel it so naturally
And the flower grows from the seed and

Chorus:
Practice makes perfect and we tryin'
But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle
But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle
and announced grease only my own end will finish it


Older than my old man now
He died at 63 that is way too young
Now you got to feed me now you got
But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle
say im young blood/ but i pack just as much as you/ you say im young blood/ but nigga! im the one that KILLED YOU! 

I got to get out of this game/
young black woman
Destroying her pretty image and her health
Got me thinking to myself, damn, how could this happen?
I seen her on the corner, nodding
to turn me to the old me
And no OC, I could OD 'cause I drink so much damn codeine
I’m solo, no codeine
And this Mac 11 is my homie's
I'm up ain't
mother I will
Do such things to ease your pain
Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed

This monkey can't stand to see you black and blue
Give you
your mother I will
Do such things to ease your pain
Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed

This monkey can't stand to see you black and blue
mother I will
Do such things to ease your pain
Free your mind and you won't feel ashamed

This monkey can't stand to see you black and blue
Give you
brand new screen show
I hear laughter, it's my birthday, I'm eighteen years old
I'm on gates between Monroe, eight fiends and young hoes
The flake dreams
storm
Held it up, dawg
He know he close
It's too late to jump ship (Hey)

Aw, damn! Aw, damn!
You that motherfucker shit
I know
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