N.W.A. - Appetite 4 Destruction Lyrics
Appetite 4 destructionI got a taste for waste and a taste and a bloodMurder I heard her when she screamed the drop!Cuz her son caught the slug.Relate this to no choiceAnd listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voiceWhile I ride to the rythem of a popRemember the first nigga that run is the first to get shotWhoever said that what I say and betray is negativityNeed to come kick it in the city with meAnd find the black and crack and factAnd take that shit back cuz they dont wanna ***** with thatTheres too many niggaz theyre tryin to calmIf motha*****az could get it, nobody wouldve ***** with itAppetite for destruction -For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit -Murder in the first degree - a man slaughterTakin the life of his wife and young daughterA whole city of *****es they look sucked upAnd the niggaz iz killin its straight *****ed upWhoever sayin what Im sayinz for greedThen I aint even what theyre tryin to feed my appetite for destruction.. you gotta know Im talkin to ..That appetite is tremendousSo Im gonna spin thisTry for some violence because they ax me to end thisSome trouble that I caught cuz I was noisyA nigga tried to take advantage because Im de kamikaziHe took de swing from my hand - thought I was fadedStart runnin for the door but the *****er never made itThe sound of the 9 went bang [shot]And all over the wall was his motha*****in brainCuz Im a nigga you cant sleep onSo set the alarm, cuz I hit like a motha*****in bombI do damage with a 9 in my handBut the average nigga that dont know me dont understandIm from the streets so thereforeYou know I dont care forA sucker that aint down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yoAnd thats the way this shit gotta go, and even soBut any time that the 9 wanna leaveI got a .38 hidden up the sleeveAnd its ready to go to war cuz thats what its here forI shoot down a milion niggaz and shoot one moreAnd thats a milion and oneThat couldnt hang with the appetiteCuz they wasnt rappin rightSo I had to destroy whoever was standin in my presenceFor *****in up da essence appetite for destructionThey put a hurtin on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,White folks dont believe that shit, dont believe that cops degrade you,Oh come on, those people, those people was resistin arrestCheck it out yall, in de house yallSo I can show and flow and let the people knowSo wont you ease on down to the yellow brick road to comptonBut first let me tell you somethin -I possess the 10 commandments of the hip hop thugster,Known as a thief and murderer :First one -Alibi a nigga with an attitudeGotta get respected, break your motha*****in neckSecond one -Allwayz gotta ***** outta wedlockI like it when the ***** goes snap crackle and popNumber three -Im a gangsta fanaticI smoke any foolz tryin to cause some staticNumber four -Heres whats in storeA crazy-ass nigga that remains hard coreFifth one -My killings just begunI pulled out my gun, now they keep me on the runStep six -Hmmm, its kinda tricky -Cant forget that Im motha*****in chickenshitTo the ones who tries to play the e -By the time you reach seven youll be 6 feet deepNumber eight -Make no mistake,Move real sneaky and youre bound to catch yo prayNinth one -I gotta be raw, ***** any brain-washing man made lawLast but not least, I must be real -Number ten - is my appetite for des...
