N.W.A. - Appetite For Destruction Lyrics
I got a taste for waste and a taste and a bloodMurder I heard her when she screamed the drop!Cuz its on part of slungRelate 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 runs is the first to get shotWhoever thinks that what I say and betray is negativityNeed to come kick it in the city with meAnd find the black and crack de 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 a life of his wife and young doughterA whole city of *****es they look sucked upAnd the niggaz iz killin its straight *****ed upWhoever sayin what Im sayinz for greedThe 9 even when theyre tryin to feed my appetite for destruction.. you gotta know Im talkin to ..The appetite is tremendousSo Im gonna spin thisDrop up some violence because they ax me to end thisSome trouble that I cought 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 Im hittin like a motha*****in bombI do damage with the 9 in my handBut the average nigga they do not mean to understandIm from the streets so thereforYou know I dont care forA sucker that aint down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yoAnd after when the shit gotta go aint even soberAny time that the 9 wanna leaveI got a .38 hittin down the sleeveAnd its ready to go to work cuz thats what its here forI shoot down a milion niggaz and shoot one moreAnd thats the milion and oneThey couldnt hang with the appetiteCuz they wasnt rappin rightSo I had to destroy whoever was standin in my presenceFor *****in up de asses appetite for destructionCops wouldnt hurt you, on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,I suppose you dont believe that shit, dont believe in cops degrade you,Oh come on, those biddinz, those people was resistin arrestCheck it out yo, in de house yoSo 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 to 10 commendmendts of the hip hop baxter,Known as the thief and murderer :First one -Im a be a nigga with an attitudeGotta get respected, break your motha*****in neckSecond one -Allwayz gotta ***** at a wedlockI like it when the ***** goes snack crack and popNumber three -Im a gangsta, an addictI smoke any foolz tryin to cause some statixNumber four -Heres whats these areA crazy-ass nigga that remains hard coreFifth one -My kill has just begunI pull out my gun that will 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 slicky and youre bound to catch yo prayNinth one -I gotta be raw, ***** any brain once your man made lawLast but not least, I must be real -Number ten - is my appetite to ki ...
