Get In The Ring
1991
5:41
Official Music Video
Get In The Ring by Guns N' Roses
Lyrics & Translation
English
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
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Get In The Ring by Guns N' Roses
Get In The Ring* (original Guns N' Roses)
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
Get In The Ring (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Sí, vamos
¿Por qué me miras, cuando me odias?
¿Por qué debería mirarte, cuando me haces odiarte también?
Siento un olor a retribución en el aire
Ni siquiera entiendo por qué carajo te importa
Y no necesito tus celos, sí
¿Por qué arrastrarme a tu miseria? (Sí)
Y cuando miras fijamente, no crees que lo sienta
Pero te lo devolveré con creces
Cuando me divierto, sabes que no puedo ocultarlo
Porque sé que nunca lo lograrías en mi juego, oh, no
Y cuando hablas de una vasectomía, sí
Estaré escribiendo tu obituario, historia, ouh
Tienes a tus perras con las inyecciones de silicona
Cristal y candidiasis
Pelo rubio decolorado, inyecciones de colágeno en los labios
¿Quién eres tú para criticar mis intenciones?
Tienes tus sutiles y manipuladores dispositivos
Igual que tú, tengo mis vicios
Tengo un pensamiento que sería agradable
Me gustaría aplastar tu cabeza, apretada en mi tornillo de banco
Dolor
Y eso va para todos ustedes, punks de la prensa, que quieren armar mierda imprimiendo mentiras en lugar de las cosas que dijimos
Eso te incluye a ti, Andy Secher de Hit Parader, revista Circus, Mick Wall de Kerrang!
Bob Guccione Jr. de Spin, ¿estás cabreado porque tu papá consigue más coño que tú?
Jódete, chúpame la puta polla
¿Están estafando a los putos chavales mientras ellos pagan su dinero ganado con esfuerzo para leer sobre las bandas que quieren conocer?
Imprimiendo mentiras, iniciando controversia, ¿quieres antagonizarme?
Antagonízame, hijo de puta, métete en el ring, hijo de puta y te patearé tu pequeño y perra culo, punk
No me gustas, simplemente te odio
Te voy a patear el culo
Oh sí
Oh sí, ouh
Ahahahaha
Ahahahaha
Ahahahaha
Puede que no te guste nuestra integridad, sí
Construimos un mundo de anarquía, oh sí
Y en esta esquina, pesando
850 libras, ¡Guns N' Roses!
Súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring
Súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring (¡métete de una puta vez!)
Súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring
Súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring, súbete al ring
Sí
Esta canción está dedicada a todos los putos fans de Guns N' Roses
Que se han quedado con nosotros a través de toda la puta mierda
Y a todos los que se oponen – hmm, bueno
Súbete al ring, súbete al ring
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