Текст песни I Am The Bullgod - Kid Rock
I
am
the
bullgod
I
am
free
And
I
feed
on
all
that
is
forsaken
I'm
gonna
get
you
I
see
through
you
I'm
gonna
get
you
I'm
like
a
train
I
roll
hard,
lettin'
off
much
steam
In
the
Carhart
flannel
and
dusty
jeans
baby
I
never
was
cool
with
James
Dean
But
I
be
hanging
tough
with
my
man
Jim
Beam
I
swing
low
like
a
chimp
Back
in
'86
man
I
was
seein'
a
shrink
But
now
I'm
humble
and
I
can
only
think
About
New
Orleans
and
those
jumbo
shrimp
So
ask
no
questions
and
I'll
tell
no
lies
I
got
big
ol'
pupils
and
blood
shot
eyes
I'm
on
the
brink
if
you
know
what
I
mean
And
a
12
step
program
couldn't
keep
me
clean
'Cause
I'm
the
bullgod,
you
understand
The
illegitimate
son
of
man
The
T
O
P
to
the
D
O
G
Or
the
P
O
T
to
the
G
O
D
And
I'm
trippin'
Said
I'm
trippin'
I
am
the
bullgod
I
am
free
And
I
feed
on
all
that
is
forsaken
I'm
gonna
get
you
I
see
through
you
I'm
gonna
get
you
A
lot
of
people
poke
fun
and
that's
alright
But
when
I
start
pokin'
back
they
get
all
uptight
You
can't
cap
with
the
master
son
So
sit
your
ass
down
before
I
blast
you
one
Cause
I'm
so
greasy
you
can
call
me
mud
And
I
feel
a
little
Hank
runnin'
through
my
blood
I
wanna
flood
the
world
with
my
twisted
thoughts
You
can
bet
all
day
but
I
can't
be
bought
Uh
Break
it
up
let's
tie
one
on
I
gotta
get
set
to
go
and
cut
the
lawn
So
I
grab
my
walkman
but
before
I
cut
I
got
behind
the
garage
and
fire
it
up
Cause
I'm
the
bullgod,
you
understand
The
illegitimate
son
of
man
The
T
O
P
to
the
D
O
G
Or
the
P
O
T
to
the
G
O
D
And
I'm
trippin'
Said
I'm
trippin'
And
you
know...
I
am
the
bullgod
I
am
free
And
I
feed
on
all
that
is
forsaken
Forsaken,
yeah!
You
ain't
nothing
Yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
Come
on
get
'em
up
Come
on
get
'em
up
Come
on
get
'em
up
I
am
the
bullgod
I
am
free
And
I
feed
(yeah,
yeah,
yeah)
on
all
that
is
forsaken
I
am
the
bullgod
(yeah...)
I
am
free
And
I
feed
on
all
that
is...
I
get
a
feeling
of
peace,
from
a
low
so
high
As
I
sit
in
my
chair
and
watch
life
go
by
These
thoughts
I
have
can't
mold
to
sense
Through
the
forest
of
my
mind,
they're
all
past
tense
Born
and
raised
in
the
outer
lands
And
at
times
you
can
say
I'm
outta
hand
I'm
in
a
band
of
gypsies,
we're
on
the
run
Every
time
that
paper
hits
my
tongue
And
sometimes
it
seems
so
odd
When
my
veins
are
popping
and
I'm
on
the
nod
I
am
the
bullgod,
you
understand
And
here
in
my
head
is
my
master
plan
Uh,
I'm
gonna
get
you
I
see
through
you
I'm
gonna
get
you
I
see
through
you!
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