Buffalo Bill - Eminem (埃米纳姆)

You sick asshole let me go

Somebody please help

Oh my God please help me

It fits perfect

Better watch out

Sucka now I got ya where I want ya

Onslaught coming

And I'm packing in my lunch a

Bunch of missile launchers

And a bunch of contra–band

Van full of ***

Now come on jump

Man stop moshing Marshall

Oh my God ya

Doing the cha cha

And the Cucaracha

With a quadra–plegic

Boogying down to Frank Sinatra

Lindsay to the Lohan lick it

While you let me watch ya

Who'da knew

The Buddha'd do

To me what it's done

Such cynicism

When there's izm

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

Swimming in my swim trunks

Mister help me

Is what he said to me and then sunk

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 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

Always

You can see him lurking in the hallways

Carcasses 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**k 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 rumbling

You can even hear the evil spirits

Coming from within

Someone's in

The back of my damn house rummaging

It's a girl she looks pretty thin

But I want her skin

Vinn

On the hunt again

When

Will it ever end

Evelyn

Why you trying 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 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

Now what you know about Buffalo Bill

Nothing so chill

F**king ho you better f**king hold still

Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill

Cut 'em gut 'em and just get to stuffing those girls

Man I think she had enough of those pills

Sedate her then I wait I come back later

Just a clutching those steel

Blades baby when I cut ya don't squeal

I hate the loud noises I f**king told you

I keep hearing 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

Would you do to her

What you usually do

To a girl who's skin's newer

In a world of sin you are

This is turning 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**king 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 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