Luyện nghe bài hát Framed

Feeling kinky, lip to Too $hort's "Freaky Tales (Biatch!)
Having creepy visions of drinking
And envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley
I know is risky thinking but I wanna stick her like she's decals
But when females
Better pay attention to details or you could be derailed
Better wear at least three layers of clothing or be in
If you get scratched because DNA'll
Be all up her fingernails
Man, he hears you, I don't think he
He a fuck, even his pinky swears
Three personalities out of me, please beware
Her TV blares, can't hear the stairs
She's unaware in no underwear, she's bare
Turns and screams, I remember distinctly
I "I'm here to do sink repairs"
her up, put her body parts
In front of Steven Avery's trailer and 'em there

But hey man, I was
I what this looks like, officers
Please give me one minute
I I can explain
I ain't murdered
I know words are so nutty
But I'm just to entertain
How come your is so bloody?
There's a person, so what? He's
Got nothin' to do me
I'm certain I was framed

Woke up, it was dawn, knew somethin' was wrong
Think I'm becomin' a monster 'cause of the drugs I'm on
Donald Duck's on, a Tonka Truck in the yard
But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the trunk of my
get to the bottom of it to try to solve it
Must go above and beyond, it's incumbent upon me
I feel somewhat responsible for the dumb little blonde
Girl, that baton twirler that got dumped in the pond
Second murder with no of it
Collectin' newspaper articles, out sections from it
Memory's too to remember, destructive temper
Cut my defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender
Another dismembered toddler discovered this winter
I disassembled the body
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November
I'm wanted for
Them son of a bitches probably just pin this on me

But hey man, I was
I know this looks like, officers
Please just me one minute
I think I can
I ain't nobody
I these words are so nutty
But I'm just to entertain
How come your shirt is so
There's a person, so what? He's
Got nothin' to do me
I'm certain I was framed

on the loose, they
Spotted me inside McDonald's
In a Blue Jays cap, lookin' like your college roommate
With Rihanna, Lupe, Saddam Hussein, Boucher
Or was it Cool J? The cops is on a chase
Just escaped the state pen
For eight women who hate men
Don't it no weirder, I'm naked
I break in your basement
Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait
Facin' the door, patient while stayin' complacent
sexual implications are continuin' to get thrown
Insinuations are placed in little riddles and
Left on pillow in hopes, that when you get home
get the hint, ho: I'm in your window
But it never occurred to me I could describe a murder
In a verse and be charged first degree
it just happened to match up perfectly
With the or the Burger King burglary
No, officer, you see...

I was
I know this looks like, officers
just give me one minute
I I can explain
I ain't murdered
I know these are so nutty
But I'm just to entertain
How come your is so bloody?
There's a missing person, so what?
Got nothin' to do me
I'm almost I was framed