Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Bill

It Fits

1]
Better watch out sucka now I got ya I want ya
Onslaught and I'm packin in my lunch 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, boogyin to Frank Sinatra."
Lindsey to the Lohan, will you let me watch ya?
a knew the pew'd a do to me what it's done?
Such sin-a-sism it isn't in my system.
Blunt-igmatism betta 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 to me, and then sunk.
Women, skinnin and cuttin them up in chunks,
In clumps - the woman with cocoa-butter once.

Once again they call me Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in those kilts, uppa-up in kilts.
Man, you want to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa-up in hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo 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- well how will the drywall take?
Well fuck it then, I've got nothin but I'll wait.
it dries, for the moment I guess you're all safe.
After I sand it and buff it, I guess that I'll
My chainsaw's gas, my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, damn rumblin,
You can even hear the evil spirits comin within.
Someone's in the back of my house rummagin,
It's a girl, she pretty thin, but I want her skin.
on the hunt again, when 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 again they me Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.
Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in kilts,
Up in those kilts, in those kilts.
Man, you don't to go up in those hills,
Up in those hills, uppa-up in hills.
You better beware, clear of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.

3]
Now, what ya about Buffalo Bill?
Nothin, so chill. Fuckin hoe, ya better 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 she had enough of those pills,
So take that thing away to 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 your knife,
And it right through her, while ya put your shish-kebab skewers
into her Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl who's newer?"
"In a of sin-doer, this is turnin into a
Torment tournament of sorts, ornaments you are."
I'll be sure to Gin-sue ya til no more skin to ya.
Boo-ya, who ya think your fuckin with? Duck, because he comes again.

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 better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.