Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Bill

It Fits

1]
Better watch out now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin and I'm in my lunch a
Buncha launchers 'n a buncha contra
full of ganja, now come on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha a quad-ra-
Polegic, boogyin down to Sinatra."
Lindsey to the Lohan, 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 what he said to me, and sunk.
Women, skinnin them and cuttin up in chunks,
In - the woman with cocoa-butter skin once.

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 to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, in those hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.

2]
Always, you can see him in the hallways-
of caucasian females in his crawlspace.
How the hell did he fit em all into a small place?
Hide em in the wall- how long will the drywall take?
Well fuck it then, got nothin but time- I'll wait.
Until it dries, for the moment I guess all safe.
After I sand it and buff it, I guess I'll paint
My chainsaw's outta gas, my saw ain't.
Now here I come again, stomach rumblin,
You can even the evil spirits comin from within.
Someone's in the of my damn house rummagin,
It's a girl, she pretty thin, but I want her skin.
Been on the again, when will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you tryin to You will never win.
Severin legs, arms, damn there goes limb.
Pull the lever then, trap door, is evident.

Once again they me Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in kilts, uppa-up in those kilts.
Man, you want to go up in those hills,
Up in hills, uppa-up in those hills.
You better beware, stay clear of Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.

3]
Now, ya know about Buffalo Bill?
Nothin, so chill. Fuckin hoe, ya fuckin hold still.
Make sure none of lotion 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 take that thing away to back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, Baby I cut ya don't squeal,
I the loud noises, I fuckin told you!
I hearin voices, like "Wouldn't ya like to go an get your butcher knife,
And push it right through her, ya put your shish-kebab skewers
into her barbaquer? ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl who's newer?"
"In a world of sin-doer, this is turnin a
Torment tournament of sorts, Christmas you are."
be sure to Gin-sue ya til there's no more skin to ya.
Boo-ya, who ya your fuckin with? Duck, because here he comes again.

Once again they me Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.
em up, hem em, sew em up in those kilts,
Up in kilts, uppa-up 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.