Buffalo Bill

Better watch out sucker
Now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught, coming and I'm packing in my lunch up,
Bunch a missile launcher and a bunch a contra-ban,
Van full of ganja, now come on jump,
Man stop moshin, Marshall on my God ya,
Doin’ the cha cha and the Cucaracha with a quadri-plegic,
Boogieing down to Frank Sinatra,
Lindsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya,
Who'da knew the Buddah'd do to me whats it's done,
Such cynicism when this isn’t in my system,
Blunt hypnotism, lift the spliff up to my lip son,
So much on my hands, I got to give my kids a fist pump,
Chris-to-pher Reeves swimming in my swim trunks,
Mister, “help me”'s whats he said to me and then sunk,
Women skinning them and cutting them up in chunks,
In comes the woman with cocoa butter skin ones
[Chorus]
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill,
Skin em up, hem em,
Sew em up in those kilts, up in those kilts,
Upa up in those kilts,
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill,
Buffa-Buffalo Bill
[Verse 2]
Always, you can see him lurking in the hallways,
Carcasses of Caucasian females in his crawl space,
How the hell did he fit em all in such a small space,
Hide em in the wall but how long will the dry wall take?
Well fuck it then, I got nothing but time, I’ll wait,
Until its dries for the moment I guess you're all safe,
After I sand it and buff it I guess that I’ll paint,
My chainsaw’s outta gas, my regular saw ain't,
Now here I come again, damn stomach rumbling,
You can even hear the evil spirits coming from within,
Someones in, the back of my damn house rummaging,
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin but I want her skin
bBen on the hunt again, when will it ever end,
Evelyn why you trying to fight you will never win,
Severing legs, arms, damn there goes another limb,
Pull the lever then trap door, death is evident
[Chorus]
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill,
Skin em up, hem em,
Sew em up in those kilts, up in those kilts,
Upa up in those kilts,
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill,
Buffa-Buffalo Bill
[Verse 3]
Now what you know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothing, so chill,
Fucking whore, you better fucking hold still,
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don’t spill,
Cut em, gut em and just get to stuffing those girls,
Man I think she had enough of those pills,
Sedate her, then I wait to come back later just to clutch on those steel blades
Baby, when I cut ya don't squeal
I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you,
I keep hearin voices like
"Wouldn't ya like to go and get your butcher knife
And push it right through her
While you put your shishkebab skewers into her,
Barbeque her
Or would you do to her what you usually do to a girl who’s skin's newer
[Yoda]
In a World of Sin you are
This is turning into a torment tournament of sorts,
Christmas Ornament you are,
[Eminem continued]
I'll be sure to Gensu ya til there’s no more skin to ya,
Boo ya who ya think you fucking with
Duck because here he comes again,
[Chorus]
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill,
Skin em up, hem em,
Sew em up in those kilts, up in those kilts,
Upa up in those kilts,
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill, Buffalo Bill,
Buffa-Buffalo Bill