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