BLADE ft. XELAVISION Lyrics

God damn

Black boots and a trench coat

Walk in the club with a blade on my back, yo

Make that blood rain

Make crowd insane

Jump on stage, cause hype and be like… Eh

Hey! Pass me the mic

I don't need that

I scream so loud

Got blood on my fangs

And a blade on my back

Might drink your blood

You're gone…Yuh

Damn

Black boots, trench coat

When I walk in the club like Blade

Got fangs in my mouth

Nightwalker, daytime; General vibe, I stay away

Blood rain: Crowd go insane

Last thing you listen to will be this song

So, dance on a grave as you sing along

I wrap my fangs round your throat

Might drink your blood

You're gone…Yuh

Bloodshed in the club

Come like a blessing

I put diamonds on my coffin

One eye open

Always watching

Sunlight dodging

Urgh

Ain't testing

I passed that

I ain't stressing

Since birth I been straight resting

Can't stop me

Bring that death in

Oh no, no, no, no, no, no

(Nah)

You can't stop this

(You can't)

Bring that death in

(Bring it)

You can't stop this

(Ah)

You can't stop this

(Oh)

You can't stop this

(Yah)

Bring that death in

(Yah)

Bring that death in

Fuck

Ain't testing

I passed that

I ain't stressing

Since birth I been straight resting

Can't stop me

Bring that death in

Shades in the rave

No Hellsing

Packs of blood in the fridge

No cravings

Like your soul

I might just take it

Like old film roll

Memories fading

Like damn

Black boots, trench coat

When I walk in the club like Blade

Got fangs in my mouth

Nightwalker, daytime; General vibe, I stay away

Blood rain: Crowd go insane

Shoot that, kill that

Slash that, send that

Stake that through the heart

Turn that to ash

I Burn that

Turn that to ash

I Burn that

Top of the food chain

I make the blood rain

Bitch, you don't know pain... Yet

Yes, I'm savage in the brain… Check

(Savage)

I put fangs into that neck... Yes

All Black Attire: I wear that

Bring that weight in, like; go lift that

I'm a misfit, yes... I rep that

Like I'll

Drink your blood

You're gone… Yuh

Bloodshed in the club

Come like a blessing

I put diamonds on my coffin

One eye open

Always watching

Sunlight dodging

Shades in the rave

No Hellsing

Packs of blood in the fridge

No cravings

Like your soul

I might just take it

Like old film roll

Memories fading

Damn

Black boots, trench coat

When I walk in the club like Blade

Got fangs in my mouth

Nightwalker, daytime; General vibe, I stay away

Blood rain: Crowd go insane

Black boots and a trench coat

(Eh)

When I walk in the club like Blade

(Like Blade)

Got fangs in my mouth though

(Yuh)

When I walk in the club like Blade

Like Blade

Like Blade