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