Luyện nghe bài hát Get In The Ring

Why do you at me when 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 think I feel it
But I'm gonna it back to you in spades
When I'm fun you know I can't conceal it
'Cause I you'd never cut it in my game, oh no

And when you're about a vasectomy, yeah
I'll be down your obituary, history

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And in this corner in at 850 pounds
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,

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