Where we celebrate the noble nanny dog character of mythology, history and entertainment.

Dogs in Music

Dead Game (Albany Lou)

This breed is not a “nanny dog”. It is a game dog, “man-made” bred for the game. This song consistently references breeding and gameness. That’s what pit bulls have been and are still bred for. They are not and never have been nanny dogs. Dog fighters / pit bull breeders know the truth that pit bull advocacy denies and defies.

It’s a common misconception that the Rottweiler is a good fighting dog – it’s garbage

A lot of people walk around with these cur dogs they call pit bulls – mutts

15 minute wall-jumping curs

I’ll let you know about the real bull dog

The opposite of a cur, mother fuckin’ game dog. H’unh!

I’m a bull dog, baby, and I fight to the end

If I’m the down dog, don’t matter, I’m gamer than him

I’m not making a turn, gotta’ kill me to win, and my owner won’t pick me up – I bite him!

Got holes in my face, I’m not giving a shit

Your dog is a bitch, in my rep he’s a cur and he quit

No disrespect to bitches cause we need them too

In fact I’ve seen many that were gamer than you

I don’t bark and don’t grovel, all I know is I’m biting

And I don’t get socialized, all I know is fighting

Other than that I’m just on my chain, every back of a game bitch creating the same

My conditioning consists of flirt poles, spring poles, treadmill for a month and I swallow you whole

I’m 30 lbs. of pup, you can be a hundred and up, a five time winner it don’t matter

I’m making my dinner, let’s get it done the first time, never see the same dog

Look in my eyes fucker ’cause this is a game dog

I wasn’t bred for looks, I was bred to pain

I wasn’t bred for size, I was bred for the game

I wasn’t bred for color, I was bred to be game

My offspring is game and I expect the same …

I wasn’t bred for looks, I was bred to pain

I wasn’t bred for size, I was bred for the game

I wasn’t bred for color, I was bred to be game

My offspring is game and I expect the same …

I have survived hard bulls, my game test was best

If you’re a head dog don’t matter, I go for the chest,

I lock down, I bite hard,  you need a break stick

Against a hard punisher and I’m taking it

I’m not an ace, I have no super powers but I’m game – see

Pleasure and pain for me is one and the same

I felt teeth touch my bones, heard the pop

Enough shaking and pop to put a man in the shop

But I’m not in agony, see, this is in my nature

Man-made, dead, the song that the band played, dead game

Amazing grace, see how it tastes

Death is the only way for me to escape

And that’s my freedom, can’t deny me that

And my predecessors before were just like that

Put your money on me, and forget the lame dog

Look in my eyes fucker ’cause this is a game dog

I wasn’t bred for looks, I was bred to pain

I wasn’t bred for size, I was bred for the game

I wasn’t bred for color, I was bred to be game

My offspring is game and I expect the same …

I wasn’t bred for looks, I was bred to pain

I wasn’t bred for size, I was bred for the game

I wasn’t bred for color, I was bred to be game

My offspring is game and I expect the same …

Wildside Kennels were the court of Colby

Primarily Jeep, ‘though I date back to Primo

Broke legs, torn ears, only should have cropped ’em

Die dead game in twenty minutes, he should have stopped ’em

Six year old grand champ should retire at stud

Used to be a firecracker, now they think I’m a dud

OK, bet against me, use your wealth in your belt,

And remember this, I would fight the devil himself

I’m hard to hurt, and I’m even harder to kill

My body’s hard, and almost as strong as my will

My willpower don’t yield, the chemical in my brain

Tells me let me off this leash, and I get it to train

Built to last three hours, maybe get devoured

On my death bed I won’t die, I’ll fight instead

I’m man-made, dead, the song that the band played, dead game

Amazing grace, see how it tastes

Death is the only way for me to escape

And that’s my freedom, can’t deny me that

My predecessors before were just like that

Put your money on me, and even against a game dog

Look in my eyes fucker ’cause this is a game dog

 

 

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