Luyện nghe bài hát Framed

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

But hey man, I was
I know what looks like, officers
Please just give me one
I think I can
I ain't murdered
I know words are so nutty
But I'm just here to
How come your shirt is so
There's a missing person, so what?
Got to do with me
I'm almost I was framed

Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew somethin' was
I'm becomin' a monster 'cause 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 in the trunk 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 responsible for the little blonde
Girl, that baton twirler that got dumped in the pond
Second murder no recollection of it
newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it
Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive
Cut my defender's jugular then stuck him up in a blender
Another dismembered discovered this winter probably
'Cause I disassembled the
Was covered up in the snow since the month of November
I'm wanted for
Them son of a bitches just wanna pin this on me

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

on the loose, they
Spotted me McDonald's Tuesday
In a Toronto Blue Jays cap, lookin' like 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 [edited] women who hate men
make it no weirder, I'm naked
When I break in basement
Under your baby's play pen, I lay in, wait
Facin' the door, remainin' patient while complacent
Blatant implications 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 to me I could describe a murder scene
In a verse and be with first degree
'Cause it just to match up perfectly
With the massacre or the Burger King
No, officer, you see...

I was
I know what this looks like,
Please just me one minute
I think I can
I ain't nobody
I know these are so nutty
But I'm here 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