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I, met a boy, wearing Vans, 501s, and a

Dope, Beastie-tee, nipple rings,

New tattoos that claim that he

Was OGT,

back from '92,

on the first EP.

And in between

Sips of Coke

He told me that

He thought

We were sellin' out,

Layin' down,

Suckin' up

To the man.

Well now I've got some

Advice for you, little buddy.

Before you point your finger

You should know that

I'm the man,

And if I'm the man,

Then you're the man, and

He's the man as well so you can

Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever even heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And then you bought one.

I've got some

Advice for you, little buddy.

Before you point your finger

You should know that

I'm the man,

If I'm the fuckin' man

Then you're the fuckin' man as well

So you can

Point that fuckin' finger up your ass.

All you know about me is what I've sold you,

Dumb fuck.

I sold out long before you ever heard my name.

I sold my soul to make a record,

Dip shit,

And you bought one.

All you read and

Wear or see and

Hear on TV

Is a product

Begging for your

Fatass dirty

Dollar

Shut up and

Buy, buy, buy, my new record

Buy, buy, buy, send more money

Fuck you, buddy.

Fuck you, buddy.

Fuck you, buddy.

Fuck you, buddy.