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