What did you do with it? x 4
Call the cops it's my primate and I'll need a bat
'cause he's freaking out
I took a shovel and and hatchet to the back of his head
He's not settled down
With Coca-Cola and the navy under his belt
it's all figured out
brain snapped back from the corner to the front of his head
now he's freaking out
What did you do with it? x 2
He's a animal
We've got animals
Please that animal
We've got animals
Call the cops it's my frame and she's missing a friend
And I'm freaking out
Peeling back skin
To reveal what it's really about
That you can live without
Cut her hair and it really set him over the edge
On a bender
Call the cops it's my primate I'm worried about
'cause he's freaking out
Aped
Nowhere is safe
When there's a thief around
Stealing your face
Aped x 4
There is unknown
Centered in the womb
When shit gets sour
I can feel your, head against my womb
Everything you've done
Doesn't ring a bell, but shit is sour
I can feel, your head against my womb
They can have your skull
She can have the key
Because it's too sour
I can feel, your head against my womb
