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letra de dog food - imp (@theuncannyimp)

[verse 1]
you’d think i’d stop smoking weed in front of the police precinct
and drinkin’ till i paint murals on the sidewalk with mixed drinks
where all the flavors of different bottles cease being distinct
but n and o give my reply to be succinct
rolled a spliff whenever my sperm donor pops up
to quell panic attacks, my mouth gets lockjaw
like an inhuman dog, i try to scream out like blackbolt
my focus stays out of this world like arlo landolt
hit the homies up, too busy to hit my line back
grounding methods inconsistent, i’d rather give my life back
but being unborn’s impossible, somebody’s crying
life is just a wicked game, chris isaak
i couldn’t keep a tab on which truths i’ve told who
and what lies i told myself to keep myself amused
bad hand dealt and yall won’t let me fold? dude
since birth, every future day i’ve already rued

[hook 1: imp + (daniel saylor)]
catch me in the bar
(i ain’t joking)
catch me in the gutter
(i ain’t joking)
catch me in the morgue
(i ain’t joking)
catch me with a smile
i’m joking

[verse 2]
yo
why don’t you sit down or something? i just came from the store
and honestly i’m probably more scared of you than you are
of me, i swear ya human will be back in a day or so
i wish we both had muzzles, would chill out, and say no mo
please don’t tear through the bag, i just spent dough on it
can’t you leak on the newspaper instead of lone in the corner?
wait, what’s in your mouth? drop it! boy, i said drop it!
you’re too big for a table, lockjaw, get off it
and what’s that on your feet? i just cleaned this carpet
why am i watching you dude? i need reinforcements
i wish i could kick you out to relieve my problems
instead of chilling here, you should go meet a warden
can’t take you for a walk, you chewed through your leash
if you don’t get picked up soon, i may need a eulogy
and now you’re humping a chair? you know what? i’ll take it
thanks lockjaw, i hate it. s-d-st

[hook 2: imp + (daniel saylor)]
bark bark bark
(i ain’t joking)
i can’t stand this dog
(nah, i ain’t joking)
he ate my f-ckin dinner
(i ain’t joking)
i ain’t feelin’ bitter
i’m joking

[verse 3]
i’d be a h-ll of a lot happier if there wasn’t a line
but one restroom is being cleaned and the other is occupied
i should’ve known better than to have had that second chili dog
and apparently everyone else should have too, it’s been fifty long
seconds and i swear i need to go now
f-ck a rhyme dog, i need to go right now
you think you got it bad, homie? you need to pipe down
i’m turtle poking, hot mud is about to take my life ma’am
i’m an hour from home and marta usually late too
if i gotta do it behind the building, that’ll make due
my stomach’s making noises that shouldn’t be possible
i’m wondering if flooding the bathroom is at all probable
just with the contents of my intestines, i swear
i can feel i’m bout to pop, i can smell it in the air
i’ve lost track of time, door open, i’m in enroute to
the john, my god, i really need to–

[hook 3: imp + (daniel saylor)]
i swear i saw god
(i ain’t joking)
don’t eat the chili dogs
(nah, i ain’t joking)
i saw what i ate this morning
(i ain’t joking)
i almost didn’t make itg
i’m joking

- imp theuncannyimp

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