Better watch out s*cker now I got ya where I want ya Onslaught, coming and Im packing in my Lancia 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 Lyndsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya
Who da knew the Buddah do to me whats its 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” 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 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 em lurking in the hallways Carcasses of Caucasian females in his crawl space How the hell did he fit em all in such a small place Hide em in the wall but how long will the dry wall take
Well f*ck it then, I got nothing but time, I’ll wait Until its dries for the moment i guess your all safe After I sand it and buff it I guess that I’ll paint My chainsaw’s outta gas my regular saw aint
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 Its a girl, she looks pretty thin but I want her skin
Been 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 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 F*cking hoe, you better f*cking hold still Make sure none of that lotion in that bucket don’t spill
Cut em gut em and just keep stuffing those girls Man I think she had enough of those pills Sedate her, then I wait her come back later Just to clutch on those steel blades
Baby when I cut ya dont squeal I hate the loud noises I f-cking told you I keep hearin voices like wouldntcha like To go and get your butcher knife
And push it right through her While you put your shishkebab skewer into her Barbeque her, or would you do to her what You usually do to a girl who’s skins newer
[Yoda] In a World of Sin doer this is turning Into a torment tournament of sorts Christmas Ornament you are
[Eminem continued] I”ll be sure to Ginsu ya til there’s no more skin to ya Boo ya who ya think you f*cking 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 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