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