Why do you look at me when you hate me

 Why should I look at you when you make me hate you to

 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

 And when you stare don't you think I feel it

 But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spades

 When I'm havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it

 'Cause I know you'd never cut it in my game- Oh no

 And when you're talkin' about a vasectomy- Yeah

 I'll be writin' down your obituary-

 HISTORY

 You got your bitches with

 the silicone injections

 Crystal meth and yeast infections

 Bleached blond hair,

 Collagen lip projections

 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 printin' 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 cuz your dad gets more pussy than you?

 Fuck you

 Suck my fuckin' dick

 You be rippin' off the fuckin' kids

 While they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands

 They want to know about

 Printin' lies startin' controversy

 You wanta 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 gonna kick your ass,

 Oh yeah! Ohyeah!

 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

 Yeah

 Yeah this song is dedicated to

 All the Guns n'fuckin' Roses fans

 Who stuck with us through all the Fucking shit

 And to all those opposed...

 Hmm...well