Luyện nghe bài hát Get In The Ring

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

And I don't need your
Why me down in your misery, yeah

And when you stare you don't 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 bitches with the silicone injections
Crystal and yeast infections
Bleached hair, collagen lip projections
Who are you to my intentions

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

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

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

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

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

I don't like you, I just you
I'm gonna kick ass, oh yeah, oh yeah

You may not our integrity, yeah
We a world 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' fuckin' fans
Who stuck us through all the
Fuckin' and to all those opposed, well