Buffalo Bill - Album Version (Edited)
Ahh! You sick asshole, let me go
Somebody please help!
Oh my God please help!
It fits perfect
Better watch out sucka now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my lunch a
Buncha missle launchers an' a buncha contra'
Ban-van full of ganja, now come on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a quad-ra-
Polegic, boogyin down to Frank Sinatra
Lindsey to the Lohan, naked will you let me watch ya?
Who'd a knew the pew'd a do to me what it's done?
Such sin-a-sism when it isn't in my system
Blunt-igmatism betta spliff up to my lips son
So much on my hands, I gotta give my kids a fist-bump
Christo-pher Reeves swimmin in my swim trunks
"Mista, help me" what he said to me, and then sunk
Women, skinnin them and cuttin' them up in chunks
In clumps - the woman with cocoa-butter skin once
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Always, you can see him lurkin in the hallways
Carcasses of caucasian females in his crawlspace
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've got nothin 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 outta 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 her 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, trap door, death is evident
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Now, what ya know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothin, so chill, fuckin' hoe, ya better fuckin hold still
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill
Cut 'em, gut 'em an' just get to stuffin' those girls
Man, I think she had enough of those pills
So take that thing away to come back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, Baby when I cut ya don't squeal
I hate the loud noises, I fuckin told you!
I keep hearin voices, like, wouldn't ya like to go an get your butcher knife
And push it right through her, while ya put your shish-kebab skewers
Into her barbaquer? Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?
In a world of sin-doer, this is turnin' into a
Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya 'til there's no more skin to ya
Boo-ya, who ya think your fuckin with? Duck, because here he comes again
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Somebody please help!
Oh my God please help!
It fits perfect
Better watch out sucka now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my lunch a
Buncha missle launchers an' a buncha contra'
Ban-van full of ganja, now come on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a quad-ra-
Polegic, boogyin down to Frank Sinatra
Lindsey to the Lohan, naked will you let me watch ya?
Who'd a knew the pew'd a do to me what it's done?
Such sin-a-sism when it isn't in my system
Blunt-igmatism betta spliff up to my lips son
So much on my hands, I gotta give my kids a fist-bump
Christo-pher Reeves swimmin in my swim trunks
"Mista, help me" what he said to me, and then sunk
Women, skinnin them and cuttin' them up in chunks
In clumps - the woman with cocoa-butter skin once
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Always, you can see him lurkin in the hallways
Carcasses of caucasian females in his crawlspace
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've got nothin 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 outta 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 her 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, trap door, death is evident
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Now, what ya know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothin, so chill, fuckin' hoe, ya better fuckin hold still
Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill
Cut 'em, gut 'em an' just get to stuffin' those girls
Man, I think she had enough of those pills
So take that thing away to come back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, Baby when I cut ya don't squeal
I hate the loud noises, I fuckin told you!
I keep hearin voices, like, wouldn't ya like to go an get your butcher knife
And push it right through her, while ya put your shish-kebab skewers
Into her barbaquer? Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?
In a world of sin-doer, this is turnin' into a
Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya 'til there's no more skin to ya
Boo-ya, who ya think your fuckin with? Duck, because here he comes again
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, upper-up in those kilts
Man, you don't want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills, upper-up in those hills
You better beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Christopher Batson, Michael A. Elizondo Jr., Dawaun W. Parker, Andre Romell Young, Marshall B. Mathers Iii
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