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