Luyện nghe bài hát Get In The Ring

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

And I don't need your
Why drag me 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 havin' fun you I can't conceal it
'Cause I you'd never cut it in my game, oh no

And when talkin' about a vasectomy, yeah
I'll be writin' down obituary, history

You got your with the silicone injections
Crystal meth and infections
Bleached hair, collagen lip projections
Who are you to criticize my

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

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

Magazine, Mick Wall at Kerrang
Bob Jr. at Spin
What, you pissed off 'cause your dad more
than you? Fuck you, suck my fuckin' dick

You be rippin' off the fuckin'
While they be payin' their earned
to read about the bands
They want to know

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

I don't like you, I just 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 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' Roses fans
Who with us through all the
Fuckin' and to all those opposed, well