I'm the Man
Oh-oh! Not, not Yeah! 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 socks! Yo, man, what's the matter with you? (Not!) I'll get it the next time, I mean it... Charlie, beat the beats the beats you beat The only thing hard is the smell of my feet (P-U!) So listen up 'cause you might get dissed Go drain your lizard or take a (Chair!) (Damn, come on, y'all live the street) Man, watch the beat! I'm on your case, I'm in your face I'll kick you and your father back in place Step off, sucker, understand Don't you know that I'm the man? I'm the man, I'm so bad I should be in detention Shu-shu-shut up We've got real def rhythms and fresh new jams If you think we got egos, well, we're just hams Scott plays stickball and likes to skate Frank is never on time he's always (Sleeping!) "Late!" (Oh man) They drink the drinks, the drinks they drank I put my money in the bank They cut their crack, they offer us joints We don't do drugs, do you get our (Meaning!) "Point!" (Not!) It's "Point!" (Not!) Watch the beat! I'm on your case, I'm in your face I'll kick you and your father back in place Step off, 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 up! For a heavy metal band rap's a different way We like to be 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 "dick!" --Oh-oh! Master Danny farted 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 (Face!) "Toilet paper!" Yo, watch the beat! (Yeah!) I'm on your case, I'm in your face I'll 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 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! (I need more sound) Joey mailed the mail the mail he mails We are the kings and all shall hail We're like a diamond that is forever And we'll remain the hardest ever (Shut up!) I'm so bad, it's a crime Head check Oh-oh! (Oh, and there it is again) Not (Not! Not! Not! Not! Not!)
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Mar 26, 2026
This one's dedicated to Arnold Ziffel 1, 2, 3, 4 You seen life through distorted eyes, you know you had to learn The execution of your mind, you really had to turn The race is run, the book is read, the end begins to show The truth is out, the lies are old, but you don't want to know Nobody will ever let you know When you ask the reason why They just tell you that you're on your own Fill your head all full of lies The people who have crippled you, you wanna see them burn The gates of life have closed on you, and there's no return You're wishing that the hands of doom could take your mind away And you don't care if you don't see again the light of day Nobody will ever let you know When you ask the reasons why They just tell you that you're on your own Fill your head all full of lies, you bastards! Where can you run to? What more can you do? No more tomorrow, life is killing you Dreams turn to nightmares, Heaven turns to Hell Burns out confusion, nothing more to tell, yeah Everything around you, what's it coming to? God knows as your dog nose, bog blast all of you Sabbath, bloody sabbath, nothing more to do Living just for dying, dying just for you, yeah Taste my balls! Taste my ass! What is it? Not...
Submitted by Cyberwaste — Mar 26, 2026