There's a man 
Living on the kind of street that makes you wonder 
Got a face that tells the life of city thunder 
Here's the man 

In his hand 
Is a gun that says he doesn't need a reason 
And there's no-one gonna take away the freedom 
In his hand 

He's a bad mistake 
Got no heart to hate 
Got a mind that can 
He's a fighter's fighting man 

He's got style 
Gives you promises if you should ever mention 
He's got style 

Got a road 
Stretches straight between the eyes of any hero 
Through the heart of many fools who try it's zero 
Down the road 

Fighter's fighting man 

He's got arms of steel 
He's got hands that kill 
Got a mind that can 
He's a fighter's fighting man