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Who let the motherf**king dogs out man?
Not me, my dog is motherf**king dead
Woof woof, ohhhh nooo

Yea my dog is dead
My dog got shot in the head
Emil Kryl he killed it
Yea my dog is dead

Your dog dies
You can't lie, you gon' cry
It was probably run over by a van
Or shot by that man
You find it at the side of the road, where you bury it
Oh, it must have been hit, you feel bad about it
It's not the time to spit
Yeah, you feel bad eternally
So bad that it feels personally
But mostly, you feel bad for your daughter
It was her pet, and she loved it so
Now its time to dip
Away with that ship

She used to croon to it
And let it sleep in her bed
Next day motherf**ker was dead
You write a poem about it
No More head

You call it a poem for your daughter
About the dog getting run over by a van
Stoned it like Iran

Turned into Biltema hotdog (Biltema!)
F**k , and how you looked after it
Took it out into the woods ...

First it got hit by a Jeep
Then I had to bury it  deep
And that poem turns out good
My dog got turned into food (Yum)

When I saw it was screwed
Man it doesn’t feel good
Im glad the little dog is dead
Thinking back on  the tears I shed
If it didn’t happen, I wouldn't make this note
Or the good poem that you know that I wrote
Then you sit down to write, with a pen and eraser

At the funeral I wore this blazer (Blazeeeer!)

Hear a woman scream, you hear a woman scream
Your name, your first name
Both syllables, that’s your name
And your heart stops

You thinking what the f**k?
After a minute, you continue writing
And you see your tears drop

She screams again
You wonder how long this can go on
Until then you listen to this song
Think about what you’ve done wrong

F**k, my dog is f**king gone

*Sounds of mental breakdown* (Biltema)

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