متن و پخش آهنگ Buffalo Bill از Eminem

متن کامل ترانه Buffalo Bill با صدای Eminem

(Ah, you sick asshole, let me go) (Somebody, please, help) (Oh my God, please help me, oh) (It fits perfect) Better watch out, sucker, now I got you where I want ya Onslaught comin' and I'm packin' in my lunch-a Bunch of missile launchers and a bunch of contra Band, van full of ganja, now come on, jump Man, stop moshin' Marshall, oh my God, ya Doin' the cha-cha and the Cucaracha with a quadra Plegic, boogyin' 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 swimmin' in my swim trunks "Mister, help me" is what he said to me, and then sunk Women, skinnin' them and cuttin' 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 lurkin' in the hallways Carcasses of Caucasian females in his crawlspace 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, fuck it then, I got nothin' 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 rumblin' You can even hear the evil spirits comin' from within Someone's in the back of my damn house rummagin' 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 tryin' 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? Nothin', so chill Fuckin' ho, you better fuckin' hold still Make sure none of that lotion in the bucket don't spill Cut them, gut them and just get to stuffin' those girls Man, I think she had enough of those pills Sedate her, then I wait, I come back later Just to clutch in those steel Blades, baby, when I cut you don't squeal I hate the loud noises, I fuckin' told you I keep hearin' voices, like "Wouldn't you like to go an get your butcher knife And push it right through her While you put your shish kebab skewers into her Barbeque her, would you do to her What you usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?" In a world of sin you, this is turnin' into a Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are I'll be sure to Ginsu ya, 'til there's no more skin to ya Boo-yah, who ya think you're fuckin' 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