I Am The Bullgod Bottrill Mix lyrics

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 ole pupils and blood shot eyes
I`m on the brink if you know what I mean
And a 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
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...Huh
You can`t cap with the master son
So sit your ass down before I blast ya 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 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
Said I`m trippin

I am the bullgod...I am free
And I feed on all that is forsaken
I`m forsaken...yeah

You ain`t 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 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
Everytime 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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