I'm The Man '91

1991, always on the run Seven years ago we wrote this one Like Ernest and Julio, before it's time Sever years later and it's holding up fine Stupid motherf*ckers like to slug us and dis But there was no bandwagon when we wrote this 'Cause we stretched our boundaries We opened the door That no one attempted before Five guys in shorts, who gives a shit We do what we like, we don't care where we fit All you new jacks, what is it? You're kidding me, get off our dicks 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 And I'll steal your pop-tarts like I stole your (Psych!) Beat the beats the beats you beat The only thing harder's the smell of my feet So listen up close or you might get dissed Go drain the lizard or take a piss... Watch the beat I'm on your case, I'm in your face Kick you and your father back in place Step off sucker understand Don't you know I'm the man We got real def rhythms and fresh new jams If ya think we've got egos well we're just hams Scott plays stickball and likes to skate Frankie's never on time he's always... Drinking the drinks, the drinks I 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, point, point, point, and watch the beat For a heavy metal band raps a different way But we like to be different and not cliche Well they say rap and metal can never mix Well all of them can suck our...(dicks) Fart the farts the farts he farted I pick my nose but I'm not retarded Like El Duce says "Smell my anal vapor" And wipe my butt, with your fuckin' face You stupid idiot... Sooooooo, as this rap is winding down It's plain to see I forgot my hat You know Anthrax is number one But we don't care we just wanna have...(party) Buff the buff the buff he buffed We are the kings and all shall buff We're like a diamond, this is forever And will remain the hardest ever!