Buffalo Bill - Eminem

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