Текст трека Эминема — «Buffalo Bill»

Eminem Relapse Refill

Текст трека Eminem — «Buffalo Bill» с альбома 2009 года «Relapse: Refill».

[Verse 1]

Better Watch out
Sucker now I gotcha where I want ya
Onslaught, coming and I’m packin’ up my lunch-ya (?)
Buncha, missle-launchers and an buncha contra
Van-van full of ganja, now come on jump
Man stop mashin’ Marshall on my (?)
You wanna touch her in her cookaracha with a quatra-
puh-legic, boogein’ down to Frank Sanatra
Lindsay-to-the-Lohan, lick it while ya let me watch ya
Whoda knew the Budah do to me what it’s done
Such sinnicism when this is up (?) in my system
Blood hypnotism lit the spliff up to my lips son
So much on my hands I got to give my kids a (?)
Christo-pher Reeves swimmin (women?) in my swim trunks
“Mister, help me”‘s what he said to me and then sunk
Women skinning them and cutting them up in chunks
In comes the woman with coke up (?) in the skin once

[Chorus/Hook]

Once again they call me Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Skin em’ up hymn em’ sew up in those kilts
Up in those kilts up in-up in those kilts
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills up in-up in those hills
You better be ware, steer (stay?) clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill

[Verse 2]

Always
You can see him lurkin’ in the hallways
Carcusses of caucasian females in his car space (?)
How the hell did he fit em’ all into such a small place?
Hide em’ in the wall but how long will the dry-wall 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 outta gas, my regular saw aint’
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 rumigin’ (?)
It’s a girl
She looks pretty thin, but I want her skin
*chainsaw sounds*
Vin (?) on the hunt again
When, will it ever end?
Evelynn, why you try to fight? You will never win
Severin’ legs, arms, damn there goes another limb
Pull the lever then, trapped door
Death is evident

[Chorus/Hook]

Once again they call me Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Skin em’ up hymn em’ sew up in those kilts
Up in those kilts up in-up in those kilts
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills up in-up in those hills
You better be ware, steer (stay?) clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill

[Verse 3]

Now watcha 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 get to stuffin’ those girls
Man I think she had enough of those pills
(? I can’t make out what he says in this bar)
Baby when I cut you don’t squeal
I hate that loud noise as I fuckin’ told you
I keep hearin’ voices like “Wouldn’t you like to go and get your butcher knife and push it right
through her while you put your schishkabob skewer’s into a barbecuer
would you do to her what you usually do to a
girl who skins newer (?)”
*Yoda Voice*
“In a world of sin, you are
this is turnin’ into a
toilet (?) tournament of sorts
Christmas ornament chewer”
I’ll be sure to skin into ya (?)
Till’ there’s no more skin to ya, booya
Who ya think you’re fuckin’ with?
Tuck (?) me cus’ here he comes again

[Chorus/Hook]

Once again they call me Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill
Skin em’ up hymn em’ sew up in those kilts
Up in those kilts up in-up in those kilts
Man you don’t want to go up in those hills
Up in those hills up in-up in those hills
You better be ware, steer (stay?) clear of Buffalo Bill
Buffalo Bill Buffa-Buffalo Bill