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

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

And when you stare you don't I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in
When I'm havin' fun you know I conceal it
'Cause I you'd never cut it in my game, oh no

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

You got bitches with the silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast
Bleached blond hair, lip projections
Who are you to criticize my

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

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

Circus Magazine, Wall at Kerrang
Bob Guccione Jr. at
What, you pissed off 'cause dad gets more
than you? Fuck you, suck my fuckin' dick

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

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

I don't like you, I just 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 corner weighin' 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,

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