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I Am The Bullgod
I am the bullgod...I am free And I feed on all that is forsaken Im gonna get you I see through you Im gonna get you
Im 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 Im humble and I can only think About New Orleans and those jumbo shrimp So ask no questions and Ill tell no lies I got big ole pupils and blood shot eyes Im on the brink if you know what I mean And a twelve step program couldnt keep me clean Cause Im 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 Im trippin Said Im trippin
I am the bullgod...I am free And I feed on all that is forsaken Im gonna get you I see through you Im gonna get you
A lot of people poke fun and thats alright But when I start pokin back they get all uptight...Huh You cant cap with the master son So sit your ass down before I blast ya one Cause Im 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 cant be bought Uh Break it up lets tie one on I gotta get set to go and cut the lawn So I grab my walkman but before I cut I go behind the garage and fire it up Cause Im 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 Im trippin Said Im trippin
I am the bullgod...I am free And I feed on all that is forsaken Im forsaken...yeah
You aint nothing
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 on all that is forsaken I am the bullgod...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 cant mold to sense Through the forest of my mind, theyre all past tense Born and raised in the outer lands And at times you can say Im outta hand Im in a band of gypsies, were on the run Everytime that paper hits my tongue And sometimes it seems so odd When my veins are popping and Im on the nod I am the bullgod you understand And here in my head is my master plan
Uh Im gonna get you I see through you Im gonna get you I see through you
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