Luyện nghe bài hát Get In The Ring

Why do you look at me you hate me?
Why should I look at you when you make me you too?
I sense a of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the fuck you care

And I need your jealousy
Why me down in your misery, yeah

And when you stare you don't think I it
But I'm gonna deal it to you in spades
When I'm fun you know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know never cut it in my game, oh no

And you're talkin' about a vasectomy, yeah
be writin' down your obituary, history

You got your bitches the silicone injections
meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip
Who are you to criticize my

Got subtle manipulative devices
Just like you got my vices
I got a thought would be nice
I'd to crush your head tight in my vice, pain, yeah

That goes for all you in the press
That wanted to start shit by printin'
Instead of the things we said, that you
Secher at Hit Parader

Circus Magazine, Mick at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at
What, you pissed off 'cause dad gets more
Pussy than Fuck you, suck my fuckin' dick

You be off the fuckin' kids
they be payin' their hard earned
Money to about the bands
They want to know

lies startin' controversy
You to antagonize me
me, motherfucker
Get in the ring,
And I'll kick your bitchy ass, punk

I don't like you, I hate you
I'm kick your ass, oh yeah, oh yeah

You may not like our integrity,
We a world out of anarchy, oh yeah

And in corner weighin' in at 850 pounds
N' Roses

Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the

Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the
Get in the ring, get in the ring,

This song is dedicated to all the Guns N' fuckin' Roses
Who stuck with us all the
Fuckin' shit and to all those opposed,