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