We Real Killaz Remix

[Intro: Taurean J]
Welcome to Nazteeville
Seizure, motherfucking Bloodfest
Midwest, Real Killaz (Killaz)
Big Naztee (Naztee)
Taurean J (J)
Ware-Wolff (Wolff)
Shadow The Cannibal (Cannibal)
We Real Killaz (Real Killaz)
Real Killaz (Real Killaz)
Real Killaz (Real Killaz)
Real Killaz (Real Killaz)

[Verse 1: Big Naztee]
It's so exciting when I hear the fucking gun play
Everybody Bloodfest throws down, I'm thirsty
I'm hungry, yeah, they call me Big Naztee
Got my goons and my axe right behind me
Gonna chase you down motherfucker, who I'm talking to
They call you Mossberg but I call you .22
Chasing you down, gonna find my weapon
Got that motherfucking Glock 9, make you two-step
Into your chest and bitch, one to your ear lobe
Pull out my spike and I put it through your piercings (Haha)
Bitch, in your nose, in your motherfucking nipples
If your boy was Richard King, get popped like a pimple
It's simple, man, don't respect this
Bloodfest, Midwest, running this bitch
Ware-Wolff, Taurean J, Big Naztee
Shadowman The Cannibal man, riding with me
Bloodfest

[Chorus: Taurean J]
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers

[Verse 2: Sick Thought]
Killers creeping in the dead of night, dark shadows leave you bleeding under the moonlight
Shoot you up like Colorado once I have you in my sight
Real killers look you in the eyes as they take your life
Stick the blade, turn it a bit
You went from acting hard to a little bitch
Begging, sobbing, all up on my dick trying to talk me out of it
Little did you know I'm a certified prick
Type to stomp yo ass out in front of your bitch and your kid
Face down on the pavement, killing haters like Jason
Disrespect, make you smile out your neck
Eyes popped out in the process, upside down crosses
On religion I'm calling bullshit Wally Cleaver's end up dead in the ballpit
Horns put me in horrorcore
Hella hardcore ripping spinal cords, I'm a wannabe Thor
Popping dick, copping fakes like sweet kettle corn
Straight blood galore, word to the unborn
Sick Thought, Bloodfest

[Chorus: Taurean J]
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers

[Verse 3: Ware-Wolff]
Killing and picking the bodies up into the cut and I cut it inside of the victims
Splattering arteries onto the floor, I gotta get it all out of my system
Cutting, I bludgeon, I'm cannibalistic
All you motherfuckers so narcissistic
Slicing and dicing so fast that you missed it
Fire is rising so high, six six six (Six six six)
Hide you little bitch, heads busted like zits
Call us the fucking arsonists, hotter than hell's pits
Swell your face like a cyst, no one comes stepping to this
Red on the fucking microphone from how raw that I spit
Multiple faces get slit, busting pistols off in clits
Knife's stabbing a set of tits, walking around not giving a shit
Out into the night, get bit, we some real killers bitch
The Bloodfest shit, this'll get your wig split snitch
Fuck with this, get hit
The clip chips strip your bits
Get sick to this, your clique blissed
Flip it around and shit
The festival of gore is here, better watch your back
We tend to scorch these tracks like blowtorch attacks
Bitch, what?
Real killers

[Chorus: Taurean J]
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers, we're real killers
We're real killers

[Verse 4: Shadow The Cannibal]
Shadow The Cannibal repping Bloodfest in this bitch (Yeah)
I put it down, leave your motherfucking girl in a ditch
As I rip this slut, ripping out her butt, peeling off her flesh
Taking out the guts and rub it on my fucking face
I love the sweet taste as the blood drips from my lips (Yeah)
I'm wearing a cannibal mask because I kill, take this shit
I'm a psycho, I'm fucked up, I don't give a fuck
As I carve a pentagram in my motherfucking dick (What, Satan)
I'm jerking off with the blood as the lube as I'm cumming on her face and that fucking semen too
I'm a sickness, I've witnessed this darkness, I'm heartless
I don't give a fuck what you think about me
It's that Southwest murder music up in this bitch
And I'm putting it down, I leave your body in a ditch
Triple Six, carve it in your forehead with an upside down crucifix
It's satanic wickedness, they know us now
And as I'm coming up from the sickness
Look into my eyes, I'm the sickest motherfucker, don't be surprised
I rape your bitch (Rape your bitch)