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Song title: Kid Rock - I Am The Bullgod

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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 carhartt flannel and 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 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 ol pupils and blood shot eyes
Im on the brink...if you know what I mean
And a 12 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
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
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 got 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
I aint nothin
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 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 poppin 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