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 hate you
I sense a of retribution in the air
I don't even why the fuck you even care

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

And when you stare you think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it to you in spades
When I'm havin' fun you know I conceal it
'Cause I know never cut it in my game, oh no

And when you're talkin' a vasectomy, yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary,

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

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

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

Circus Magazine, Mick at Kerrang
Bob Jr. at Spin
What, you off 'cause your dad gets more
Pussy than you? Fuck you, suck my dick

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

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

I like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna your ass, oh yeah, oh yeah

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

And in this corner weighin' in at 850
Guns N'

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 is dedicated to all the Guns N' fuckin' Roses fans
Who with us through all the
Fuckin' shit and to all those opposed,