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

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

And you stare you don't think 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 know you'd cut it in my game, oh no

And you're talkin' about a vasectomy, yeah
I'll be writin' down your obituary,

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

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

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

Circus Magazine, Wall at Kerrang
Bob Jr. at Spin
What, you off 'cause your dad gets more
Pussy than you? you, suck my fuckin' dick

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 to antagonize me
Antagonize me,
Get in the ring,
And I'll kick your bitchy 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 world out of anarchy, oh

And in corner 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 with us all the
Fuckin' shit and to all those opposed,