Eminem - Buffalo Bill lyrics [HD] Chords

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[Bbm] Better watch out, sucker, now I gotcha where I want ya.
Onslaught, comin' and I'm packin' up my luncha.
Buncha, misalongtas and a bunch of contra.
Van, van full of ganja, now come on jump.
Man stop, my Saint Marshall on my gacha.
Lou and Natasha in a Cooberata with a quadra.
Polygy, boogiein' down the Frank Sinatra.
Lend it to the low hand, lick it while you let me watcha.
Who the new the Buddha do to me when it's done?
Such cynicism, when there's schism in my system.
But hypnotism, let my slip up to my lips, son.
So much on my hands, I gotta give my kids a fist bump.
Christopher Reeves, women in my swim trunk.
Mr.
Helly's what he said to me in Vinsunk.
Women skinning them and cutting them up in chunks.
In comes the woman with cocoa butter skin.
Once, once again they call me Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Skin I'm of him, I'm so I'm up in _ _ _ _ those gills.
Man, you don't want to go up in those gills.
Up in those gills, up, up in those gills.
You better be Wednesday, Claire Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Always, you can see him lurking in the hallway.
Caucasus of Caucasian females in his cross bait.
How the hell did he fit them all in such a small plate?
Hide them in the wall, well how long will the drywall take?
Well fuck it then, I got nothing but time.
I'll wait, until it's dry for the moment, I guess you're all safe.
After I sanded and buffered, I guess that all pays.
My chain saws out, I guess my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, damn stomach crumbling.
You can even hear the evil spirits coming from within.
Someone's in the back, I'm like M.
House from a gin.
It's a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want the 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.
Hold the lever then, trapdoor, death is evident.
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Skin I'm of him, I'm so I'm up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
Man you don't want to go up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
You better be well, stay clear Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Now what you know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothing so chill, fucking royal, you better fucking hold still.
Mixing on the bat, flossing in the bucket, don't spill.
Cut them, gut them and just get the stuff in those girls.
Man I think she had enough of those pills.
Sedated then I wait, I come back later, just to clutch her nose still.
Blame baby when I clutch her, don't squill.
I hate the loud noises, I fucking told you.
I keep hearing voices like, wouldn't you like to go and get your butcher knife and push it right through her?
Why you push this shit, kebab skewers into a barbecue?
What you do to her, what you usually do to a girl whose skin's newer?
In a world of Zingua, this is turning into a tournament tournament of sorts.
Grif, it's funny, ain't you are?
I'll be short again, so ya, till there's no more skin, so ya.
Booyah, who ya think you're fucking with?
Stop me, cause here he comes again.
Once again they call me Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buf-Buffalo Bill.
Skin them up, him them so I'm up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
Man you don't want to go up in those hills.
Up in those hills, up-up in those hills.
You better be well, stay clear Buffalo Bill.
Buffalo Bill, Buf-Buf-Buffalo Bill. _ _ _ _
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