Victory Death Angel lyrics

[Intro]
Okay, whatever
I mean, I guess by now I should've got the gist a long time ago, huh?
I guess I just don’t [?]
What-the-f*ck-ever, uh, yeah

[Verse]
I never been a master, life's a b*tch, bast*rd
Death become faster, b*tch, I need a rapture
Rupture all my organs, I ain't into all the torment
Not my fault that I’ve been born a f*cking failure I've accompanied
b*tch, I got 16s for six spleens, stomping on his teams
It misleads article titles
I ain't never prayed to Jesus, yet I'm holding the Bible
At my f*cking funeral, bumping my album on Tidal
Now I'll probably go to hell
sh*t, that wasn't the goal?
Curb stomping all you mеntally, I'm off of the boat
sh*t, Kurt Cobain is mentally, how I'm feeling is misery
Dеath go out to angels who never received a victory, sh*t
If so, I’m on the victory team
Dead angels scream on Earth until the barrels esteem
Yeah, my gun is pretty shy, I think she like Rakeem
Can’t wait to see a clip of his vasectomy screen
Don't corner me, my n*gga, all my energy gleam
Moved my knife up out the sheath so fast, you hearing it scream
To any b*tch I’ll ever f*ck: You're never seeing me cream
Guess I'm never into pleasure, only pleasure is greed
[Chorus]
Have you ever wanted death so bad?
Have you ever wanted death so bad?
I feel that, B
Have you ever wanted death so bad?
Have you ever wanted death so bad?
I feel that, B