Eminem - Buffalo Bill lyrics

[20 seconds of background noise] "It fits, perfect" [Eminem] Better watch out, s**a now I gotcha where I want ya Onslaught, comin and I'm packin in my lunch up Bunch of, missile launchers and a bunch of contra- -band, van full of ganja, now come on jump Man stop, mashin Marshall on my gotcha Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a quadra- -plegic, boogeyin down to Frank Sinatra Lindsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya Who'da knew the buddah do to me what it's done Such cynicism when this isn't in my system Blunt hypnotism, lift the spliff up to my lips son So much on my hands I got to give my kids a fist bump Christo-pher Reeves swimmin in my swim trunks "Mister, help me" 's what he said to me and then sunk Women skinning and then cutting them up in chunks In comes the woman with cocoa bu*ter skin once [Chorus: Eminem] 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, uppa-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 [Eminem] Always, you can see him lurkin in the hallways Carca**es of Caucasian females in his crawl space How the hell did he fit 'em all into such a small place Hide 'em in the wall, well how long will the drywall take? Well f** it then, I got nothing but time, I'll wait Until it 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 out of gas, my regular saw ain't Now here I come again, damn stomach rumblin You can even hear the evil spirits comin from within Someone's in, the back of my damn house rummagin It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want to skin Been, on the hunt again; when, will it ever end? Evelyn, why you tryin to fight? You will never win Severin, legs, arms, damn there goes another limb Pull the lever then, trapdoor, d**h is evident [Chorus] [Eminem] Now what you know about Buffalo Bill? Nothin so chill f**in who*e you better f**in hold still Make sure none of that, lotion in the bucket don't spill Cut 'em, gut 'em and just keep to stuffin those girls Man I think she had enough of those pills Sedate her then I'll wait, I'll come back later just to clutch on those steel Blades, baby when I cut ya don't squeal I hate the loud noises, I f**in 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 ya shish-kabob skewers Into her, barbecue her or would you do to her What you usually do to a girl who's skin's newer? [as Yoda] "In a world of sin you are, this is turnin into a Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas ornament you are!" I'll be sure to Ginsu ya 'til there's no more skin to ya Boo-yah, who ya think you're f**in with; duck because here he comes again [Chorus]