Luyện nghe bài hát Buffalo Bill

It Perfect

1]
Better watch out now I got ya where I want ya
Onslaught comin and I'm packin in my a
Buncha missle launchers 'n a buncha
Ban-van full of ganja, now on ja-
Man stop! Man said, "Marshall, Oh-my-God, ya
Doin the cha-cha and the cucaracha with a
Polegic, boogyin down to Sinatra."
to the Lohan, naked will you let me watch ya?
Who'd a knew the a do to me what it's done?
sin-a-sism when it isn't in my system.
Blunt-igmatism betta up to my lips son,
So much on my hands, I give my kids a fist-bump.
Reeves swimmin in my swim trunks,
"Mista, help me"'s what he said to me, and sunk.
Women, skinnin them and cuttin up in chunks,
In clumps - the woman with cocoa-butter once.

Once they call 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 want to go up in hills,
Up in those hills, uppa-up in hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.

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Always, you can see him in the hallways-
Carcasses of females in his crawlspace.
How the did he fit em all into such a small place?
em in the wall- well how long will 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.
After I sand it and buff it, I guess that paint
My outta gas, my regular saw ain't.
Now here I come again, stomach rumblin,
You can even the evil spirits comin from within.
Someone's in the back of my damn rummagin,
a girl, she looks pretty thin, but I want her skin.
Been on the again, when will it ever end?
Evelyn, why you tryin to fight? You will win.
Severin legs, arms, there goes another limb.
Pull the lever then, trap door, is evident.

Once they call me Buffalo 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 don't to go up in those hills,
Up in hills, uppa-up in those hills.
You better beware, stay of Buffalo Bill,
Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill.

3]
Now, what ya know Buffalo Bill?
Nothin, so chill. Fuckin hoe, ya better fuckin still.
Make sure none of lotion in the bucket don't spill.
Cut em, gut em 'n just get to stuffin girls.
Man,I she had enough of those pills,
So that thing away to come back later, just to clutch in those steel
Blades, when I cut ya don't 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 through her, while ya put your shish-kebab skewers
into her Would ya do to her
What ya usually do to a girl skin's newer?"
"In a world of sin-doer, 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, here he comes again.

Once again call me Buffalo 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 don't want to go up in hills,
Up in those hills, in those hills.
You better beware, stay clear of Bill,
Buffalo Bill, Bill.