King of The Dogs

I got a smelly rear, I got a dirty nose

I don't want no shoes, I don't want no clothes

I'm living like the king of the dogs

I got a piece of meat in between my teeth

I will bite your throat if you move on me

I am sovereign 'cause I'm the king of the dogs

Polite life will fill you full of cancer

I don't even own a pair of pants

I'm a dancer, baby

I'm deadly 'cause I'm the king of the dogs

I'm hanging out where the spirits dwell

I can smell the things that you cannot smell

I'm deadly, I'm the king of the dogs