I 've got some trouble in my mind
A short beard on my face
I can walk in the shadow
And i can play some funny games
I've got claws on my hands
Six keen razors
And a very bad feeling
About the phoenix and the storm
And don't forget my healing factor
Deadly weapon for crime
I can smell of you any direction
You can't escape me, when it's killing time
I've got metal inside
Unbreakable bones
And a natural willing
To unleash my unruly and deadly force
I can't remember my youth
How old are you?
I don't know what that means
And i don't care ... no more than you
And i 'm the best there is at what i do
But what i do best isn't very nice
I'm the king of the jungle --
Hey boy ... give'em some poison
I 'm the best there is at what i do
But what i do best isn't very nice
Are you ready to rumble? --
Hey boy ... give'em some poison do you feel what i feel?
When i use my weapons
A sharp pain runs in my hands
And it drives me insane
All my friends are scared...
But they really don't know me
I don't even know what i am
Half a beast and half a man
But i 'm the best there is at what i do
And what i do best isn't very nice
I'm the king of the jungle --
Hey boy ... give'em some poison
I 'm the best there is at what i do
But what i do best isn't very nice
Are you ready to rumble? --
Hey boy ... give'em some poison 'cause i'm a
Sick boy
And with a sick boy like me
That's all you have to know
It doesn't matter why i do
What i can do the best ...
I'm a
Sick boy
A sick boy and you...
You 'd better stay out of my way
'Cause i am freak out of control
And i gonna kill somebody else ...
Sick boy just an other sick boy
I gonna kill somebody else...
Sick boy just an other sick boy
Somebody else today...
I'm a sick boy
...