Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Am the Bullgod, artist - Kid Rock.
Date of issue: 18.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Am the Bullgod |
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 youuu |
I’m like a train I roll hard lettin' off much steam |
In the Carhartt flannel and the dusty jeans, baby |
I never was cool with James Dean |
But I be hangin' tough with my man Jim Beam |
I swing low like a chimp, back in '86 |
Then 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 tell no lies |
I got big old pupils and bloodshot eyes |
I’m on the brink, if you know what I mean |
And the twelve 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' |
Unh, huh, huh, 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 youuu |
A lot of people poke fun and that’s alright |
But when I start pokin' back they get all uptight, uh |
You can’t cap with the master son |
So sit your ass down 'fore I blast you one |
Cause I’m so greasy you can call me mud |
And I feel a little Hank running through my blood |
I wanna flood the world with my twisted thoughts |
You can bid 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 go 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' |
Huh, huh, said I’m trippin' (Didn't you know?) |
I am the Bullgod |
I am free and I feed |
On all that is forsaken |
Forsaken |
Psh… You ain’t nothin'…Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… |
(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 forsaken |
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) |
(Yeah) |
I get a feeling of peace |
From a low slow high |
As I sit in my chair and watch life go by |
These thoughts I have, I can’t mold the sense |
Through the forest of my mind, they’re all past tense |
Born and raised in the outer lands |
And at times you could say I’m out of 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 poppin' and I’m holdin' a nine |
I am the Bullgod, you understand? |
And here in my hand is my master plan |
I’m gonna get you |
I see through you |
I’m gonna get you |
I see through you! |