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'll bite your throat if you move on me I'm 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 (ooh)