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Framed

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Framed

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[Primeira Parte]Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!)Having creepy visions of whiskey drinkingAnd envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwellsI know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decalsBut when murdering femalesBetter pay attention to these details or you could be derailedBetter wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jailIf you get scratched because your DNA'llBe all up under her fingernailsMan, he hears you, I don't think he caresHe gives a fuck, even his pinky swearsThree personalities burstin' out of me, please bewareHer TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairsShe's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bareTurns around and screams, I remember distinctlyI said "I'm here to do sink repairs"Chop her up, put her body partsIn front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there[Refrão]But hey man, I was framedI know what this looks like, officersPlease just give me one minuteI think I can explain[Próxima Parte]I ain't murdered nobodyI know these words are so nuttyBut I'm just here to entertainHow come your shirt is so bloody?There's a missing person, so what? He'sGot nothin' to do with me[Próxima Parte]I'm almost certain I was framed[Segunda Parte]Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was wrongThink I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm onDonald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yardBut dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve itMust go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon mePlus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blondeGirl, that motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pondSecond murder with no recollection of itCollectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from itMemory's too fucked to remember, destructive temperCut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blenderAnother dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably'Cause the disassembled bodyWas covered up in the snow since the month of November oddlyI'm wanted for questioningThem son of a bitches probably just wanna pin this on me[Refrão][Próxima Parte]I'm almost certain I was framed[Terceira Parte]Still on the loose, theySpotted me inside McDonald's TuesdayIn a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommateWith Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby BoucherOr was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chaseJust escaped from the state penFor eight women who hate menDon't make it no weirder, I'm nakedWhen I break in your basementUnder your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacentFacin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacentBlatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrownInsinuations are placed in little riddles and poemsLeft on your pillow in hopes, that when you get homeYou'll get the hint, ho: I'm in your windowBut it never occurred to me I could describe a murder sceneIn a verse and be charged with first degree'Cause it just happened to match up perfectlyWith the massacre or the Burger King burglaryNo, officer, you see[Refrão][Próxima Parte]I'm almost certain I was framed
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