Up in the ring there’s no peace it’s all about servival and who is the best in this physical contest which man can withstand the pounds of getting hit with fist for twelve long rounds – Uh! Too the body – blass to the face leather in your mouth that leaves an after taste of fist of fury and determination with no hesitation hell bash ya face in on the lavas Square upon ya back you can’t withstand this type of attack you see he started out at the tender age of twelve had to put on the gloves to protect himself that’s why he’s Tiger Dariush – he don’t play ! Get up in you shit and beat you down with the delay until you knocked out stripped of your clout the soul surviver will be the tiger !
Chorus: No mercy no mercy no mercy he’ll knock you out
A yo! He’s made of stone he got fist if stell you better understand this man’s for real up in this square right here you’re ‘boout to face your fear cause in reality you’ll be a easuatly - Uh ! Take you out on a stretcher step inside the ring with the tiger and yo ! He’s gonna get ya send ya ass to an early retirement beat ya in the body and ya head He’ll be flying it with fist of fire – eye of the tiger ain’t no doubt he’s taking competition out Wild child! Rough up bringing! School of hardkncks he had to box! No graving in Poland he changed his life when we game to Germany an’ started to fight that’s why there’s no why ain’t no competition tougher he beat Henry Bobber he’s gonna make you suffer!