Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Bill

It Perfect

1]
Better out sucka now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my a
missle launchers 'n a buncha contra
Ban-van full of ganja, now on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the and the cucaracha with a quad-ra-
Polegic, down to Frank Sinatra."
to the Lohan, naked will you let me watch ya?
Who'd a the pew'd a do to me what it's done?
Such sin-a-sism when it in my system.
Blunt-igmatism spliff up to my lips son,
So much on my hands, I gotta my kids a fist-bump.
Christo-pher Reeves in my swim trunks,
"Mista, help me"'s he said to me, and then sunk.
Women, skinnin them and cuttin up in chunks,
In clumps - the woman cocoa-butter skin once.

Once again they me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.
em up, hem em, sew em up in those kilts,
Up in those kilts, in those kilts.
Man, you don't to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, in those hills.
You beware, stay clear of Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.

2]
Always, you can see him lurkin in the
Carcasses of females in his crawlspace.
How the did he fit em all into such a small place?
Hide em in the wall- well how long the drywall take?
Well fuck it then, I've got nothin but time- wait.
Until it dries, for the I guess you're all safe.
I sand it and buff it, I guess that I'll paint
My chainsaw's outta gas, my saw ain't.
Now here I come again, damn rumblin,
You can even hear the spirits comin from within.
in the back of my damn house rummagin,
It's a girl, she looks thin, but I want her skin.
Been on the hunt again, will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you to fight? You will never win.
Severin legs, arms, damn there another limb.
Pull the lever then, door, death is evident.

Once they call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in kilts, uppa-up in those kilts.
Man, you don't want to go up in hills,
Up in hills, uppa-up in those hills.
You better beware, clear of Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.

3]
Now, what ya know about Buffalo
Nothin, so chill. hoe, ya better fuckin hold still.
Make sure none of that in the bucket don't spill.
Cut em, gut em 'n just get to those girls.
Man,I think she had enough of pills,
So that thing away to come back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, Baby when I cut ya squeal,
I the loud noises, I fuckin told you!
I keep hearin voices, like "Wouldn't ya like to go an get butcher knife,
And push it right through her, while ya put your skewers
into her barbaquer? ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl skin's newer?"
"In a world of sin-doer, is turnin into a
tournament of sorts, Christmas ornaments you are."
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya til there's no skin to ya.
Boo-ya, who ya your fuckin with? Duck, because here he comes again.

Once again call me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.
em up, hem em, sew em up in those kilts,
Up in those kilts, in those kilts.
Man, you don't to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, in those hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.