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 ...