Mister Master Blaster

Put up shut up or knuckle under Step up now and feel my thunder You may think that I'm quite the clown That all ends when I knock you down They all call me the Master Blaster Iron fists of fast disaster A local legend some might say More bumps and bruises on the way I'll be standing tall while you're beneath It's hard to speak with no front teeth There won't be much left when I'm through Just ask your brother he'll tell you