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    Feeling kinky, lip syncing to Too $hort's
    "Freaky Tales" (Biatch!)
    Having creepy visions of whiskey drinking
    And envisioning sneaking into
    where Christie Brinkley dwells
    I know this is risky thinking
    but I wanna stick her like she's 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 burstin' out of 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

    [Chorus]
    But hey man, I was framed
    I know what this looks like, officers
    Please just give me one minute
    I think I can explain
    I ain't murdered 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?
    He's got nothin' to do with me
    I'm almost certain I was framed

    Woke up, it was dawn,
    Musta knew somethin' was wrong
    Think I'm becomin' a 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
    That motherfuckin' baton twirler
    that got dumped in the pond
    Second murder with no recollection of it
    Collectin' newspaper articles, cuttin' out sections from it
    Memory's too fucked to remember,
    Destructive temper
    Cut my public defender's jugular
    then stuck him up in a 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

    [Chorus]
    But hey man, I was framed
    I know what this looks like, officers
    Please just give me one minute
    I think I can explain
    I ain't murdered 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?
    He's got nothin' 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,
    lookin' 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 r'aping 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
    Facin' the door, remainin' patient
    while stayin' complacent
    Blatant sexual implications are continuin' 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

    [Chorus]
    I was framed
    I know what this looks like, officers
    Please just give me one minute
    I think I can explain
    I ain't murdered 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?
    He's got nothin' to do with me
    I'm almost certain I was framed

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