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