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