Pompeii lyrics
by Sybyr
[Verse 1]
I dream of f*cked up vibes in the dead of the night
Picture so bright, I'm slashing every villain in sight
Pick up the knife cut a couple of b*tches for rough sex
Rough neck, all while they sleep in the bed
Lord Mackovich, a kid from hell
Make a song about weird sh*t making it swell
Call me Satan number two 'cause I'm feeling it now
I ain't evil but most times I never feel well
Give a damn about existence, what is this?
Not feelin' the bullsh*t
f*ck all you b*tches, I don't need the pus*y
Call me a faggot, a fist in my as*h*le
What ya gonna say now? I bleed while I c*m, Christ
Shiver me timbers my nipples are feeling itchy
Never mind what I'm thinking, I'll always remain a mystery
You will too, f*ck with me
My di*k is a dagger, so I will cut deep you see
You can't see through me, I'm so damn scratched up
Rather kidnap ya friend and strangle that b*tch
While I'm slanging that di*k, five rounds of that sh*t
I'm so damn full, I put snot in your fish
I ain't done 'til I c*m and forget to pull out
Single mother on the corner, better have a job now
Should've had an abortion
My sons wouldn't like me
My daughters would fight me
My wife would've left, but I don't give a f*ck
[Chorus]
Snap ya neck, talk later (Uh)
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so
Snap ya neck, talk later
I don't have time for any f*cks to give
Nah
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so
Nah
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so
[Verse 2]
I want to cause massacres, a radical surge
It's the WeirdCLVN, haven't you heard?
Put the knife down, don't kill yourself, pop acid
How many times do people want you to vanish?
I am human, but my mind don't think that
Sucks to be me, but you won't get that
Fall back 'cause I ain't a fan of the regular
Second verse weaker than a messed-up cellular
I remember when I was a homicidal thinker
Vision was some classmates dead by the stinker
Either hung up, shot down, burned, or suffocated
Along with the schoolhouse
They wanted to fight, I wanted f*cking bloodshed
Bodies with some missing heads
I was chilling snorting on my Sudafed
This is the result of being weird and a black kid
No love, even from your goddamn peers
I guess I'm not another J-loving, Twitter famous
Half-busting artist with some local fame
I'm too busy being lame, in your world
It's whatever then
WeirdCLVN, put it on your jacket, copy it whenever, hah
[Chorus]
Snap ya neck, talk later
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so
Snap ya neck, talk later
I don't have time for any f*cks to give
Nah
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so
Nah
I don't have time for any f*cks to give, so