Guns N' Roses - Get in the Ring lyrics
[Guns N' Roses - Get in the Ring lyrics]
Yeah, c'mon
Why do you look at me, when you hate me?
Why should I look at you
When you make me hate you too?
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the
Fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah
Why drag me down in your misery? (yeah)
And when you stare, you don't think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm having fun
You know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut
It in my game, oh, no
And when you're talking about a vasectomy
Yeah
I'll be writing down your obituary, history
Ouh
You got your bitches with
The silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip injections
Who are you to criticize my intentions?
Got your subtle, manipulative devices
Just like you, I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head, tight in my vice
Pain
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printing lies
Instead of the things we said
That means you, andy Secher at
Hit Parader, Circus magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang!
Bob Guccione Jr at Spin
What you pissed off 'cause your dad
Gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you, suck my fucking dick
You be ripping off the fucking kids
While they be paying their hard-earned
Money to read about the bands
They want to know about?
Printing lies, starting controversy
You want to antagonize me?
Antagonize me, motherfucker, get in the ring
Motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass, punk
I don't like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass oh yeah
Oh yeah, ouh ahahahaha
Ahahahaha ahahahaha
You may not like our integrity, yeah
We built a world out of anarchy, oh yeah
And in this corner, weighing
In at 850 pounds, Guns N' Roses!
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
(get the fuck in)
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Yeah
This song is dedicated to all the
Guns N' Fuckin' Roses fans
Who've stuck with us through
All the fucking shit
And to all those opposed - hmm, well
Get in the ring, get in the ring
Why do you look at me, when you hate me?
Why should I look at you
When you make me hate you too?
I sense a smell of retribution in the air
I don't even understand why the
Fuck you even care
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah
Why drag me down in your misery? (yeah)
And when you stare, you don't think I feel it
But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades
When I'm having fun
You know I can't conceal it
'Cause I know you'd never cut
It in my game, oh, no
And when you're talking about a vasectomy
Yeah
I'll be writing down your obituary, history
Ouh
You got your bitches with
The silicone injections
Crystal meth and yeast infections
Bleached blond hair, collagen lip injections
Who are you to criticize my intentions?
Got your subtle, manipulative devices
Just like you, I got my vices
I got a thought that would be nice
I'd like to crush your head, tight in my vice
Pain
And that goes for all you punks in the press
That want to start shit by printing lies
Instead of the things we said
That means you, andy Secher at
Hit Parader, Circus magazine
Mick Wall at Kerrang!
Bob Guccione Jr at Spin
What you pissed off 'cause your dad
Gets more pussy than you?
Fuck you, suck my fucking dick
You be ripping off the fucking kids
While they be paying their hard-earned
Money to read about the bands
They want to know about?
Printing lies, starting controversy
You want to antagonize me?
Antagonize me, motherfucker, get in the ring
Motherfucker
And I'll kick your bitchy little ass, punk
I don't like you, I just hate you
I'm gonna kick your ass oh yeah
Oh yeah, ouh ahahahaha
Ahahahaha ahahahaha
You may not like our integrity, yeah
We built a world out of anarchy, oh yeah
And in this corner, weighing
In at 850 pounds, Guns N' Roses!
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
(get the fuck in)
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Get in the ring, get in the
Ring, get in the ring, get in the ring
Yeah
This song is dedicated to all the
Guns N' Fuckin' Roses fans
Who've stuck with us through
All the fucking shit
And to all those opposed - hmm, well
Get in the ring, get in the ring