[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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[Primeira Parte]
Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!)
Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking
And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells
I know this is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals
But when murdering females
Better pay attention to these details or you could be derailed
Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in jail
If you get scratched because your DNA'll
Be all up under her fingernails
Man, he hears you, I don't think he cares
He gives a fuck, even his pinky swears
Three personalities burstin' out of me, please beware
Her TV blares, can't hear the creaking stairs
She's unaware in no underwear, she's completely bare
Turns around and screams, I remember distinctly
I said "I'm here to do sink repairs"
Chop her up, put her body parts
In front of Steven Avery's trailer and leave 'em there
[Refrão]
But hey man, I was framed
I know what this looks like, officers
Please just give me one minute
I think I can explain
[Próxima Parte]
I ain't murdered nobody
I know these words are so nutty
But I'm just here to entertain
How come your shirt is so bloody?
There's a missing person, so what? He's
Got 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 wrong
Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on
Donald Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard
But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my car?
Gotta get to the bottom of it to try to solve it
Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent upon me
Plus I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde
Girl, that motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond
Second murder with no recollection of it
Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it
Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper
Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender
Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter probably
'Cause the disassembled body
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November oddly
I'm wanted for questioning
Them 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, they
Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday
In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate
With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Bobby Boucher
Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a goose chase
Just escaped from the state pen
For eight women who hate men
Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked
When I break in your basement
Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent
Facin' the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent
Blatant sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown
Insinuations are placed in little riddles and poems
Left on your pillow in hopes, that when you get home
You'll get the hint, ho: I'm in your window
But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder scene
In a verse and be charged with first degree
'Cause it just happened to match up perfectly
With the massacre or the Burger King burglary
No, officer, you see
[Refrão]
[Próxima Parte]
I'm almost certain I was framed
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