I'm The Man de Anthrax

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

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!