Buffalo Bill

Interprete: Eminem
Disco: Relapse: Refill

Letra de la canción:

"It fits, perfect"

[Eminem]

Better watch out, sucka now I gotcha where I want ya

Onslaught, comin and I'm packin in my lunch up

Bunch of, missile launchers and a bunch of contra-

-band, van full of ganja, now come on jump

Man stop, mashin Marshall on my gotcha

Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a quadra-

-plegic, boogeyin down to Frank Sinatra

Lindsay to the Lohan naked while you let me watch ya

Who'da knew the buddah do to me what it's done

Such cynicism when this isn't 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" 's what he said to me and then sunk

Women skinning and then cutting them up in chunks

In comes the woman with cocoa butter skin once

[Chorus: Eminem]

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

[Eminem]

Always, you can see him lurkin 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 fuck 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 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 to skin

Been, 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, trapdoor, death is evident

[Chorus]

[Eminem]

Now what you know about Buffalo Bill? Nothin so chill

Fuckin whore you better fuckin hold still

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

Cut 'em, gut 'em and just keep to stuffin those girls

Man I think she had enough of those pills

Sedate her then I'll wait, I'll come back later just to clutch on those steel

Blades, baby when I cut ya don't squeal

I hate the loud noises, I fuckin told you!

I keep hearin 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 or would you do to her

What you usually do to a girl who's skin's newer?

[as Yoda] "In a world of sin you are, this is turnin 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 fuckin with; duck because here he comes again

[Chorus]

Relapse: Refill

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