1.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 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 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 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'
I am the bullgod...I am free...and I feed on all that is
forsaken
I'm forsaken yeah
I 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 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
2.Country Boy Can Survive
The preacher man say's it's the end of time
The Mississippi river, she's goin dry
The intrest is up, and the stock market's down
You only get mugged if you go down town
I live back in the woods you see,
My woman, my kids, and my dogs, and me
I got a shoutgun, and a rifle, and a 4 wheel drive
A Country boy can survive
And a Country boy can survive
See, i can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish, from dusk till dawn
We make our own whisky, and our own smoke too
Aint too many things these ole boys cant do, no
We grow good ole tomatoes, make homemade wine
A Country boy can survive
And a Country boy can survive
Cause you cant starve us out, cant make me run
Hey there boy, i got a big shotgun
We say grace, and we say Mam
If you aint into that, we dont give a God damn
I had a good friend in N.Y. city
He never called me Kid Rock, he called me hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off this land
His taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the broadway night
I'd send him some of that homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars, my friend lost his life
I wanna spit some beachnut in the dudes eyes
Shoot him with my mother fuckin 45
A country boy can survive
Cause you cant starve us out, cant make us run
Hey there boy, i got a big shotgun
We say grace, and we say Mam
If you aint into that, we dont give a God damn
Were from North California, and South Alabam
And little towns all around this land
Well i can skin a buck, and run a trout line
A Country boy can survive
Well a Country boy can survive
Survive
3.My Oedipus Complex w／Intro
I need somebody won't u help me
I need somebody won't you tell me who I am
I need somebody please please help me
I need somebody u must tell me who I am
I've been livin a lie so long it seems I've lived a life time
If u could see what I feel it would make your ghetto lood like
heaven
And I believe it stems down from my family situation
I never liked my old man
I couldn't stand to be around him
Sometimes I sit all alone just starin at his picture
My heart turns to stone and I think of this
You never loved me you never held me tight
instead u shook me like a beast to wake me up at night
u tried to make me think that your ways were best
when all I was was an outlet for all your stress
Life it's the ultimate sin
A game with no rules that you're expected to win
My personal hell's hidden with a grin
'Dad take the stand and let the trial begin'
U said that oil and water don't mix though it seems cool
Keep with your own and don't fuck up our gene pool
U should've went to school like your bigger brother
but you played the fool with a different color
Runnin' ship with a whip
I tried to keep up but I kept getting tripped
Money made u so wise
how could u look thru my face and not see your own eyes
Do as i say and not as I do
but I can't cuz when I look in the mirror I see u
And oh the pain how it hurts
it was always your home and your business that came first
U said a man is as good as his word
but your mind was closed and mine never herd
They say the nut don't fall far from the tree
look at u then look at me...
U ain't nothin to me u've never been to me
And all u ever gave a damn about was money see
So now fuck u man you ain't shit to me
And it's the day that I die of this hate that I'm free
Now I know growin up son that it ain't always been easy
and I know at times I was not always there for you
We never spent much time just talkin or havin a good time
but understand growin up son I never had a dime
So I worked my ass off and I put myself thru college
and everything I have to this day u know I built it all
Oh I wish I could go back and change the years that's lost
between us
I wish I could take back some of the things I said to you
Son I said I'm sorry...
Son I said I'm sorry but still u resent me so
Son I said I'm sorry and why do u resent me so
I always loved u I always cared for u
just never wanted U to go thru what I've been thru
I tried to raise my fuckin family just the best I know
and now I'm hated like the devil and for what I don't know
Dahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
4.My Oedipus Complex
I need somebody won't u help me
I need somebody won't you tell me who I am
I need somebody please please help me
I need somebody u must tell me who I am
I've been livin a lie so long it seems I've lived a life time
If u could see what I feel it would make your ghetto lood like
heaven
And I believe it stems down from my family situation
I never liked my old man
I couldn't stand to be around him
Sometimes I sit all alone just starin at his picture
My heart turns to stone and I think of this
You never loved me you never held me tight
instead u shook me like a beast to wake me up at night
u tried to make me think that your ways were best
when all I was was an outlet for all your stress
Life it's the ultimate sin
A game with no rules that you're expected to win
My personal hell's hidden with a grin
'Dad take the stand and let the trial begin'
U said that oil and water don't mix though it seems cool
Keep with your own and don't fuck up our gene pool
U should've went to school like your bigger brother
but you played the fool with a different color
Runnin' ship with a whip
I tried to keep up but I kept getting tripped
Money made u so wise
how could u look thru my face and not see your own eyes
Do as i say and not as I do
but I can't cuz when I look in the mirror I see u
And oh the pain how it hurts
it was always your home and your business that came first
U said a man is as good as his word
but your mind was closed and mine never herd
They say the nut don't fall far from the tree
look at u then look at me...
U ain't nothin to me u've never been to me
And all u ever gave a damn about was money see
So now fuck u man you ain't shit to me
And it's the day that I die of this hate that I'm free
Now I know growin up son that it ain't always been easy
and I know at times I was not always there for you
We never spent much time just talkin or havin a good time
but understand growin up son I never had a dime
So I worked my ass off and I put myself thru college
and everything I have to this day u know I built it all
Oh I wish I could go back and change the years that's lost
between us
I wish I could take back some of the things I said to you
Son I said I'm sorry...
Son I said I'm sorry but still u resent me so
Son I said I'm sorry and why do u resent me so
I always loved u I always cared for u
just never wanted U to go thru what I've been thru
I tried to raise my fuckin family just the best I know
and now I'm hated like the devil and for what I don't know
Dahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
5.Prodigal Son
Cuz growin up I was never the logical one
packed my shit and left home like the prodigal son
with a bottle of jack and my shotgun strapped
I went looking for fame and yo I've never been back
filled with spite staying high as a kite
I was dealin and stealin everything in sight
pool hustling trying to make that green
I've been ramblin and gamblin since the age of 13
working like a bitch like a god damn tank
some disagree because me rents had bank
but all that's gold non't always glitter
so I'll take another puff from my one hitter
I'm a slave tot he trade I'm paid to rhyme
blow all my cash on cheap women and wine
cause money, money, money ain't shit to me
but I gotta make a lot just to be free
Please God Please I'll pay any cost
If you'd just stop the world cause I wanna get off
there's too much hardship there's too much pain
there's too many motherfuckers tryin to get in my brain
I've been to your mountains I've been to your seaside
and everywhere I went somebody's wanted a free ride
but parasites can't fake the Rock
and any suckers that step in my way are getting shot
cause I hold key to my own success
and suckers that step shall be put to rest
yes, I hold the key to my own success
and suckers that step will catch a bullet in their chest,
so pass the buddha the funky tie hooter
and watch me rip because I'm such a slick shooter.
not a generic dime a dozen M.C.
never was in a posse never wanted to be
now I've neen walkin the earth since the beginning of ti
and won't leave till I've received that 7th sign
all this talk their gonna drop the bomb,
but life keeps going on and on and on and on
the world's end don't worry me
and I'm gonna get where I'm going just hurry me
cause I'm in no rush and I can't stand rushin
everything is slow motion like I'm trippin on tussin
fussin with the girls they waste my time
thrashin and bashin going out of my mind
crucified by the critics everyday
cause I ain't really got that much to say
I'm a slave to the trade I'm paid to rhyme
I don't wear a watch and i don't keep time
I live my life just like the skipper
but only at night because I'm a day tripper
twitchin-shakin like corky shootin smack
but still life goes on
visions of red shoot through my head
and I won't stop trippin till the day I'm dead.
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