Louis Logic - Starling's Darling lyrics

[Verse 1: Louis Logic] Yo When the lights go out in a psycho's house It's cause I don't wanna be seen slicin the white ho's blouse Down the back before I inspect the skin And slice two diamonds sections in another b**h's precious flesh again Police dream of arresting him, Buffalo Bill Agent Starling even shot him but there's some you don't k** Not with man-made guns and knives, cause once he dies You turn your back on him and he comes alive for one more try Run and hide if you must But I'm in the shrubs outside of ya house pushing ya bedroom window up So when you burst through the front door tonight I'll be the crazy jerk who's in pursuit screaming 'RUN FOR YA LIFE' You can pump up your Nikes and Reeboks And hike your knee socks and run like you're Steve Austin I'll catch you, no getaways from Jason the Leatherface The guy who keeps marching like he's sleepwalking [Hook: *cut and scratched by the DJ*](2x) 'Rip off all your flesh and make a outfit' [-- Cage on 'Agent Orange' '..f**in' up MC troops' [-- GZA on 'Bring da Ruckus' 'I will strange your neck and you'll still bang my ca**ette' [-- Louis Logic On 'Logic and Reason' '..stabbing up the pad with the vocab' [-- Inspectah Deck on 'Bring da Ruckus' [Verse 2: Louis Logic] Don't look for Lou if you know whats good for you Cos wouldn't you make a nice addition to my woman-suit Infact I'll put a new blade on my chainsaw Sharper than a chipped crooked tooth to cut your arms and legs off Hells bells, I got me twelve shells That are all well swelled up with jezebel pelts And I'm set to sell a line of clothing Of the finest woven bits of human flesh that I have chosen from the hives I've stolen Looks like I captured you just in time To skin you and add you to next month's spring line Am I a monster or an entrepreneur? (YOU DECIDE) Is it any worse if I k** you or sponsor your suicide? Thats not a question you should hope that you'll be asking You'll be dead, now put the f**ing lotion in the basket Or else it gets the hose again Trapped in a cell at the bottom of my well with the wetness closing in [Hook](2x) [Verse 3: Louis Logic] When the transformation's complete, stay in your seat I'm about to make a retreat, straight to the street Cause it's alot of secret agents, police and feds Thats gonna be upset they missed the chance to see me dead So you can laugh at the fact that I'm dressed as a ho You won't be laughing, when my knife is pressed to your throat Forget what you know about Lou's records I don't give a flying f** who's better I'm tryna trap a new heffer And use the skin to make a costume That looks like your pop dukes and sneak in your mom's room I got you, when you least expect it So you can save your feeble efforts to beef with records Seek an exit, while I chase you through the living room With a spoon to sneak a section of your skin-tissue Cause I'm not another rapper who looks evil I'm the livin proof, that bad things happen to good people