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ANTHRAX lyrics - I'm The Man

I'm The Man (Censored Radio Version)

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"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!" "No man, what's the matter with you?" "I'll get it the next time, I mean it..." "Charlie, beat the beats, the beats you beat The only thing harder's the smell of 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, " "I'm the man! I'm the man! I'm so bad I should be in detention! I'm the man!" "Shut up!" "We've got real def rythyms 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!" "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! Point! 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," "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 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 in the lower abdominal area!" "No man, it's dicks!" MASTER! "Fart the farts, the farts he farted I pick my nose cuz 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," "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!" "We are the kings that all shout hell We're like a diamond that is forever And will remain the hardest ever" "I'm so bad, it's a crime"

Take It Personal

GANG STARR "Daily Operation"
I never thought that you would crab me Undermine me and backstab me But I can see clearly now the rain is gone The pain is gone but what you did was still wrong There was a few times I needed your support But you tried to play me like an indoor sport like racquetball tennis fool whatever All I know is you attempted to be clever Nevertheless cleverness can't impress Cause now you've been expose like a person undressed cause I see through you, I'm the Guru Now what you gonna do when I step to you and when I pay you back I'll be hurting you This ain't no threat so take it personal Rap is an art you can't own no loops It's how you hook em up and the rhyme style troop So don't even think you could say someone bit off your weak beat come on you need to quit I flip lines and kick rhymes that never sound like yours There oughtta be laws against you yapping your jaws Originality overflows from in me and the truth is, that you wish you could live the life I live and kick the lyrics I kick But bear in mind that you can't think as quick So Premier drops a beat, for me to say verses to And if I sound doper then take it personal Don't be mad cause I don't come around the way like I used to, I don't have time these days I'm keeping busy making power moves Don't try to say I don't remember you You shouldn't let your jealousy show like that I stopped coming by, cause of the way you act Telling my business to kids I don't even know You're like a daytime talk show, and that's low So you can tell everyone, that I'm jerking you And if you don't like it, take it personal

Blamegame

ATMOSPHERE "God Loves Ugly"
[Slug] Yo yo yo... I wish that I had something to say That could wipe that smile right off of your face Here take my hand pretend you know my man Blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game [Sample] ?? is a thing that we love So here's another one to get jealous of...do it Ja!(?) [Slug] So put your hand up if you remember the Juice Crew They don't make em' like they used to This supposed to be the new school? Your guns are aimless, songs are nameless How long you been famous? I claim this region 200 hundred-mile radius Twin Cities' flavors RhymeSayers got the tastiest And you can hate me, it's part of the territory As long as you know it's impossible to ignore me >From middle fingers to hugs, tofu to the drugs The fights fist(?), might as well just take pictures of Slug And live out your own life to the fullest Why you starin' at my feet when you're standin' in this bullshit? You could never learn how to ride a bike without balance So what's the point of trying to grab the mic without talent Go get your brakes looked at, you fuckin' fake hood rat Wanna be the basement's greatest? Too late, already took that! Father knows best, but Father knows stress But Father needs love, a back rub, and some rest Damn he could use a good home cooked meal Been burnin' both ends since he broke the seal Up, up and away, watch him take off Give himself a little hell and quit the day job And ignite the sunlight, tryin' to write about life About face(?), break the fear, and you're here till the plight(?) [Chorus] And I wish that I had something to say That could wipe that smile right off of your face Here take my hand pretend you know my name And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game [Slug] Cat's be walkin' into the spot like they own it Wearin' a face that they should save for they opponents With the shoelaces tied, you're(?yet?) too wasted to drive Either way I've arrived to bless this place with my vibe Yeah right, my vibe ain't even cool I sit in the corner and drink until I slur and drool The t-shirt says shoot pool, not people Kill time, not life, grab the mic and let the beat go (Beat go beat go beat go) But that's good for me, It's hard to hide a magic card when you wear a short sleeve Force feed what I've got when they not hungry Tryin' to replace everything that they ripped off from me Below the tummy, and choke the dummy theory Beat the point dead until these folks hear me clearly Keep it all simple, a simplistic intricate(?) Rebuild the robots with little hands and finger tips Reprogram, a world full of slow jams Grab the prize and clutch it tight with both hands Why go ?? talk Anyone that calls this fall off(?) can suck my balls off I ain't goin' nowhere, I'm still here, right here Same spot that I stood when you first woke up The same guy that grabbed the mic and made your girl wanna fuck The same MC still runnin' on an empty tank of luck [Chorus] And I wish that I had something to say That could wipe that smile right off of your face Here take my hand, pretend you know my name And blame it all on the game, blame it all on the game And I wish that I had something to say That could wipe that smile right off of your face Come here take my hand, pretend you know..know..know Blame it all on the game (Blame it all on the game) [x10] [Sample] Because of the beats other rhymes, when in fact it did (?whole line?)

Labor

AESOP ROCK "Labor Days"
This is labor {*echoes*} {*sample cut and scratched*} [Aesop Rock] Who put the monkey wrench in well oiled prefectionist emblem Just to watch these moniters spit white noise through your office space auto made I infect knowledge gene pool dissented cloud clusters Brushing dust mites off your starborn all revolution sound jugglers Delinquent fan for brick habitat bob, weave, stick, move fence and put somewhere in the middle for slick invention This years brain crop spread spectacular I ain't mad at cha don't stay mad at the caliber I twist characters like twist characters Talley up the alley cat aggresion in this Doug E. Fresh infested mess up bassline lust An automatic B-boy krylon can't combust circuits Working these war picked cyphers with head striker stability and kamakazi chivalry I alone noble in a warm food feud Walking ten generations ain't nobody asking for your patience Who ranned off but only meet to face the fact that I knew myself and didn't have to ask nobody else (Talk about labor) Fantastic planet urchin puting work in Searching for pertinent verse minus the murderous diversions Apologies won't lore me to the communal sob story nor would I sacrifice lifestyle to benefit jewerly temperament This whole Green Goblin webcutter butts up against crayola daydream landscapes spittin bedlam, Datum Charge the villagers nickles and nicotine to watch them fed to undiscreniled crack at the high noon (We sell popcorn, beer and balloons!) I got an echelon this gon be the one children bicker over And start warriors vs. baseball fury element to glitches mode of century development I am a star really! The big bang bastard's back with a one way ticket to Beat Street This soil is like relevent to human concept plot the man ratios man learning, I work past the service I work on what I love, I work the service on my vertince And I work till this here little flat line closes the curtains {*beat plays with some scracthing*}

Sunlight

MASON JENNINGS "Blood Of Man"
One, two, three, four Underneath the lilac tree I close my eyes and suddenly I'm ten years old and running through An open field, chasing after you Sounds of summer fill my ears If I live 10,000 years I'll never feel as good as this Moments before our first kiss There is nothing to demand No algebra to understand Just sunlight on a freckled face And everything in its right place Simple things turn magical Minutes freeze like Popsicles And drip their seconds down our shirts I love you so much it hurts There's no such thing as real time I've been yours and you've been mine And we've lived ever happily Everywhere I've been you've been with me There is nothing to control No question mark left on our souls Just sunlight on a freckled face There is nothing to demand No politics to understand Just sunlight on a freckled face Everything in its right place Everything in its right place And I want to give you a brand new sky Something so open, it brings tears to your eyes So clear and so present, it doesn't seem real I want to show you how you make me feel I want to give you a brand new dream Where two horses drink from a silver stream As the trees catch fire they lift their heads And bolt together through the forest across our beds I want to bring you the fields of flowers I want to build you Eiffel Towers Take the clouds in the evening, turn 'em into stars And drop 'em like keys through your prison bars Set you free, yeah

Never Missin' A Beat

Everlast "Forever Everlasting"
Listen up, learn, you'll get your turn I'm sendin this out to all it may concern The party master Everlast is here Before we begin I'm gonna make this clear I take no short cuts, Bilal adds dope cuts If girls were around I'd grab and grope butts And if she got a man and he tries to step up It's ashes to ashes and dust gets swept up Tryin to step to me, boy, you must be sick Got a nine in my pocket, takin heads out quick I make my music loud, my parents proud There's not an artist alive drawing a better crowd Than the Everlasting operator droppin a groove To make you get up and dance while I bust this move And talk about myself, I don't need a partner Bilal has the cuts, then I'll help start the Show, let a lyric flow and you'll know I make you jump up out your seats, scream and say ho! You fall back down completely exhausted Once you had the sound, but now it seems you lost it You're worn out, you can't take no more Since Everlast and Bilal took control of the floor So jump out your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete I'm never missin a beat (Never missin a beat) -- George Clinton There's no need for askin, I'm the Everlastin My mind is a poll and I'm gonna cast in The ocean of words and pull out a new rhyme And if it feels good, then I'll do it two times Or maybe three, four, or even five times When I'm done Bilal cuts up my rhyme He's my partner, not a stand-in On a 'highway to heaven' just like Mike Landon And when it comes to battles my boy's a sure win He's been in more scandals than J.R. Ewing Busted up more parties than five-o When it comes to a fight my boy's good to go So step on stage, we duke it out like men I beat you down with every word that flows out my pen And I was the Green Hornet Bilal'd be Kato Right by my side kickin up dust And if a sucker acts stupid, grab my gat and bust You can't run away cause my clip holds ten rhymes If you been beaten once, I'll beat you ten times Worse than you ever been beaten before I don't drop my mic unless my throat gets sore And that don't happen because when I'm rappin My rhymes'd beat Gregory Hines if they was tappin So jump our your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete I'm never missin a beat (Ain't it funky) Lyrical and linguistic, somewhat artistic Some call me a devil, others call me mystic- al like a crystal ball And if you step to me you'll take a fall Just like the Roman Empire Feel the wrath of a devil's hellfire Callin me a devil, some think it's a diss To me it's just a name, it's not stones and sticks You can't hurt me, I got a positive outlook Readin my good book Or maybe some philosophy like Socrates and Plato Step to me with drugs, I just say no But I'll drink some lemonade if it's ( ? ) I'm down with DLC and the Styler The D-i-v-Einstein of rhyme Is down with me cause he knows that I'm On my way I will not stray From the path of knowledge that'll earn my pay I think for myself, I take advice And if I did it wrong once, then I do it twice I check my steps, make sure they're correct And that's why me and DLC get respect So jump our your seat, move your feet cause the beat's complete I'm never missin a beat

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