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Eminem

Genres: Hip-Hop

Framed Lyrics - Eminem

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 

 

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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 

 

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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 I disassembled the 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 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 [edited] eight women who hate men 

Don't make it no weirder, I'm naked 

When I break in your basement 

Under your baby's play pen, 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... 

 

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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