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 [bad word] you even care 
And I don't need your jealousy yeah 
Why drag me down in your misery 

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 havin' fun ya know I can't conceal it 
'Cause I know you'd never cut 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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] your head tight in my vice...PAIN!! 

And that goes for all of you punks in the press 
that wanna start [bad word] by printin' lies instead of the things we said 
That means you Andy Secher at Hit Parader, Circus magezine 
Mick Wall at Kerrang, Bob Guccione Jr. at Spin 
What you [bad word] off cuz your dad gets more [bad word] than you?  [bad word] you! Suck my [bad word]  [bad word]  

You be rippin' off the [bad word]  kids 
while they be payin' their hard earned money to read about the bands they wanna know about 
Printin' lies, startin' controversy 
You wanna antagonize me? Antagonize me [bad word]  
Get in the ring [bad word]  And I'll kick your [bad word] little [bad word]  Punk!! 

I don't like you, I just hate you 
I'm gonna kick your [bad word]  oh yeah! oh yeah! 

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(x16) 
This song is dedicated to all the Guns N' [bad word] Roses fans who stuck with us through all the [bad word] [bad word] 
And to all those opposed...hmm...well...