Get in the Ring Guns N' Roses

[Intro]
Yeah, c'mon

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
And I don't need your jealousy, yeah
Why drag me down in your misery? (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus]
And when you're talking about a vasectomy, yeah
I'll be writing down your obituary, history, ouh

[Bridge]
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