Luyện nghe bài hát Framed

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

But hey man, I was
I know what this looks like,
Please just me one minute
I think I can
I murdered nobody
I know words are so nutty
But I'm here to entertain
How your shirt is so bloody?
There's a missing person, so what?
Got nothin' to do me
I'm certain I was framed

Woke up, it was dawn, musta somethin' was wrong
Think I'm a monster 'cause of the drugs that I'm on
Duck's on, there's a Tonka Truck in the yard
But dog, how the fuck is Ivanka Trump in the of my car?
Gotta get to the of it to try to solve it
Must go above and beyond, 'cause it's incumbent me
Plus I feel somewhat for the dumb little blonde
Girl, that motherfuckin' baton that got dumped in the pond
Second with no recollection of it
newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it
Memory's too to remember, destructive temper
Cut my public defender's jugular then stuck him up in a
Another dismembered toddler this winter probably
'Cause I the body
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November
I'm for questioning
Them son of a bitches probably wanna pin this on me

But hey man, I was
I know what this looks like,
Please give me one minute
I think I can
I murdered nobody
I know words are so nutty
But I'm just to entertain
How your shirt is so bloody?
There's a missing person, so what?
Got nothin' to do me
I'm almost certain I was

on the loose, they
Spotted me inside McDonald's
In a Toronto Blue 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 from the pen
For [edited] eight who hate men
Don't it no weirder, I'm naked
I break in your basement
Under your play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent
Facin' the door, remainin' patient stayin' complacent
Blatant sexual implications are to get thrown
are placed in little riddles and poems
Left on pillow in hopes, that when you get home
You'll get the hint, ho: I'm in window
But it never occurred to me I describe a murder scene
In a verse and be charged first degree
it just happened to match up perfectly
With the massacre or the Burger burglary
No, officer, you see...

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