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

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

And when you stare you don't think I it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in
When I'm havin' fun you know I conceal it
'Cause I know you'd cut it in my game, oh no

And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy,
I'll be writin' your obituary, history

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

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

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

Circus Magazine, Mick Wall at
Bob Jr. at Spin
What, you pissed off your dad gets more
Pussy than you? Fuck you, my fuckin' dick

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

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

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

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 song is dedicated to all the Guns N' fuckin' fans
Who stuck with us all the
Fuckin' and to all those opposed, well