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