Im The Man

Anthrax

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    Aah!, aah!
    Not! Not!
    Yeah!...
    Not!

    Now we're anthrax and we take no shit
    And we don't care for writing hits
    The sound you hear is what we like
    I'll steal your pop-tarts
    Like I stole your...
    Socks!
    (Yo man, what's the matter with you?)
    (I'll get it the next time, I mean it...)

    Charlie, beat the beat, the beats you beat
    The only thing harder's the
    Smell of (pew!) my feet
    So listen up, 'cuz you might get dissed
    Go drain the lizard or take a...
    Chair!
    (Damn... Watch the beat!)

    I'm on your case, I'm in your face
    Kick you and your father back in place
    Step up sucker, understand
    Don't you know that

    I'm the man! I'm the man!
    I'm so bad I should be in detention!
    I'm the man!

    Shut, shut, shut up!

    We've got real def rhythms
    And fresh new jams
    And ya think we got egos
    But we're just hams
    Scott plays stickball and likes to skate
    Frank is never on time he's always...
    (Sleeping?)
    (Late?)

    They drink the drinks, the
    Drinks they drank
    I put my money in the bank
    They cut their crack, they offer joints
    We don't do drugs, do you get our...
    Meaning!
    Point! Wot! Point! Not! Watch the beat!

    I'm on your case, I'm in your face
    Kick you and your father back in place
    Step up sucker, understand
    Don't you know that

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    I'm the man! I'm the man!
    I'm bad! I'm so bad I should be in detention!
    I'm the man!

    Shut, shut up!

    For a heavy metal band raps a different way
    We like to different and not cliche
    They say rap and metal can never mix
    Well all of them can suck our
    (Sexual organ located in the lower abdominal area)
    (No man, it's dicks!)

    Aah!, aah!

    Master!

    They fart the farts, the farts he farted
    I pick my nose but I'm retarted
    Like El Duce says, smell my anal vapor
    And wipe my butt with your...
    (Face?)
    (Toilet paper!)

    Yo, watch the beat!

    I'm on your case, I'm in your face
    Kick you and your father back in place
    Step up sucker, understand
    Don't you know that

    I'm the man! I'm the man!
    I'm bad! I'm so bad I
    Should be in detention!
    I'm the man!

    Shut shut shut up!

    So, as this rap is winding down
    It's plain to see we wear the crown
    You know anthrax is number one
    But we don't care, we just wanna have...
    (A festival!)
    (Fun, you stupid idiot!)

    Joey mailed the mail, the mail he mailed
    We are the kings that all shall hail
    We're like a diamond that is forever
    And will remain the hardest ever

    I'm so bad, it's a crime

    Aah!, aah!

    Not! Na-na-na-na-not!

    Song details

    Composition: Charlie Benante, Frank Bello, Scott Ian, Dan Spitz, Joey Belladonna, and John Rooney

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