Branded with under black skies Born with the look of hate in those Raised on a mountain, like a stray Only desire to kill he needs
the wild, angry and mean Moved to the city, age of Fighting for money all town Hungry for and a heavyweight crown
He's not your average man 'Cos he was with big ol' hands There's adamantium in bones He's got a jaw made of stone With his barbarian It's no surprise that he be beat not your average mountain man 'Cos he was with big ol' hands
Branded with irons under skies with the look of hate in those eyes Raised on a mountain, like a stray Only to kill what he needs
Conquered the world, and mean Moved to the city, age of Fighting for money all over Hungry for and a heavyweight crown
He's not your average man 'Cos he was born with big ol' adamantium in his bones He's got a jaw that's made of With his beliefs It's no surprise that he can't be He's not your mountain man 'Cos he was born big ol' hands
Got a reputation as the king of brawlers If stepping up, I guarantee that he'll floor ya Bare knuckle fighters, wanna put him to the But let me warn you if you do, well then you're messin' with the
Don't you with ol' big hands
undefeated, on top of his game Still got the of a beast in a cage Born a fist the size of a ham I always said be a street fighting man
He's not average mountain man 'Cos he was born big ol' hands adamantium in those bones He's got a jaw made of stone With his beliefs It's no surprise he can't be not your average mountain man 'Cos he was with big ol' hands