Framed

Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's Freaky tales (Biatch!) Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking Envisioning sneaking into where Christie Brinkley dwells I know this is risky thinking, but I wanna stick her like she 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 bursting outta 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 But, hey, man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers, please give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murder 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, it's nothing to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Woke up, it was dawn, musta knew something was wrong Think I'm becoming 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 The motherfuckin' baton twirler that got dumped in the pond Second murder with no recollection of it Collecting newspaper articles, cutting up seconds from it Memory's too fucked to remember, destructive temper cut my public defender's Jugular, then stuck up in the 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 But, hey, man, I was framed I know what this looks like, officers, please give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murder 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, it's nothing to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed Still on the loose, they Spotted me inside McDonald's Tuesday In a Toronto Blue Jays cap looking 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 raping eight women who hate men Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked when I break in your basement Under your baby's playpen, I lay in wait, adjacent facing the door remaining patient While staying complacent, blatant Sexual implications are continuing 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 I was framed I know what this looks like, officers, please just give me one minute I think I can explain I ain't murder 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, it's nothing to do with me I'm almost certain I was framed