Coldblooded

Truth is I'm ruthless
Datz y I'm useless in matter of humanity
Love n other things people dealin wit'
I got passion for blood, I'm sippin it
In day I'm sleepin kid
At night Bram Stoker's vampire
Haunting paleskinned virgins, graveyard's my empire
At dawn in coffin back tired
Datz 4 sure like black's fired
Got nice feelings from cut bleeding
Private autopsy in dark ceiling
Eyes outta head look strange
Can't believe what they see, cuz itz rude change
Their owner came in blue Range Rover
Keys in my right pocket, game over