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!