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What did you do with it? x 4Call the cops it's my primate and I'll need a bat'cause he's freaking outI took a shovel and and hatchet to the back of his head He's not settled downWith Coca-Cola and the navy under his beltit's all figured outbrain snapped back from the corner to the front of his headnow he's freaking outWhat did you do with it? x 2He's a animalWe've got animalsPlease that animalWe've got animalsCall the cops it's my frame and she's missing a friendAnd I'm freaking outPeeling back skin To reveal what it's really aboutThat you can live withoutCut her hair and it really set him over the edgeOn a benderCall the cops it's my primate I'm worried aboutLetras de canciones'cause he's freaking outApedNowhere is safeWhen there's a thief aroundStealing your faceAped x 4There is unknownCentered in the wombWhen shit gets sourI can feel your, head against my wombEverything you've doneDoesn't ring a bell, but shit is sourI can feel, your head against my womb They can have your skullShe can have the keyBecause it's too sourI can feel, your head against my womb From Letras Mania