Verse:
Stay away from the vampires, they evil
Avoid toxic people, they’ll try to drain you,
Do anything just to eat you,
I keep the cross on me, with the garlic
To them, that’s like arsenic
They afraid of the light, only brave at night
That’s the only time they walk out,
But without, fangs they can’t bite
I de-teeth em, they get knocked out
And when I say I “raise the stakes” it’s got a few different meanings
Yall ain’t got no faith, yall cheaters
Me I stay true to my principles, like being married to the boss of a teacher
Yall some blood-sucking leeches, I make em stop short like Jeter,
They try to terrify the preacher, but where yall headed, hotter than a Carolina reaper (yeah!)


Break:
Yall some vampires, yall some vampires
I am not surprised, and this the sunrise (yeah, aye!)



(…)


Verse:
And I care about my people, and I wanna keep it peaceful
This armor, you can’t breakthrough
Never put yourself in a position, for them to play you
Clean cut, pure intentions, but my room’s a sty
Sitting under - the moonlit sky,
I’m an opportunist, never let the music die (uh!)
Necromancer, to the sheets, I fantasize
Neck blow with the hammer, If I see the fangs arrive
Or hands on my trophy, trying to take my prize
I analyze, plans to dethrone me
Pupils slit if they phony
Pupils drip, on this journey
Hit with the gurney, chip on my shoulder, stains on my jersey
So when I see the fangs, I don’t worry

BR:
Só vendo pra crer como a cor se espalhou
ali de onde vem maresia e calor
deleite de ser da manhã que alentou 
a brisa que tem na saudade sem dor

tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem
tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem

só mesmo  quem tem a magia de crer 
no sul da manhã no momento equador 
vivendo detém o segrêdo de ser
a brisa hortelã  com perfume de flôr 

tem quem não tem porem tambem tem gente que tem
tem quem não  tem porem tambem tem gente que tem

ENG:
You just have to see it to believe how the color has spread
where the sea and the warmth come from
the delight of being there in the morning that encouraged
the breeze of saudade without pain

there are those who don't have it but there are also people who do
there are those who don't, but there are also those who do

only those who have the magic to believe
in the south of the morning at the equator
living holds the secret of being
the mint breeze with the scent of flowers

there are those who don't, but there are also those who do
there are those who don't, but there are also those who do