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

I don't want no clothes

Polite life will fill you full of cancer
I don't even own a pair of pants
I'm a dancer

I don't want no shoes

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 got a dirty nose

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

I got a smelly rear

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