Luyện nghe bài hát Framed

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

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

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

But hey man, I was
I know this looks like, officers
Please give me one minute
I think I can
I ain't nobody
I know words are so nutty
But I'm just here to
How your shirt is so bloody?
There's a missing person, so what?
Got to do with me
I'm almost certain I was

on the loose, they
Spotted me inside Tuesday
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 the state pen
For eight women who hate men
Don't it no weirder, I'm naked
I break in your basement
Under baby's play pen, I lay in, wait adjacent
the door, remainin' patient while stayin' complacent
Blatant sexual are continuin' to get thrown
Insinuations are placed in little riddles and
on your 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 could describe a murder
In a and be charged with first degree
'Cause it just happened to match up
the massacre or the Burger King burglary
No, officer, you see...

I was
I know what this like, officers
Please just me one minute
I think I can
I murdered 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 He's
Got nothin' to do me
I'm certain I was framed