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N.W.A. - Appetite For Destruction lyrics

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Appetite For Destruction by N.W.A.

I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
Murder I heard her when she screamed the drop!
Cuz it's on part of slung
Relate this to no choice
And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice
While I ride to the rythem of a pop
Remember the first nigga that runs is the first to get shot
Whoever thinks that what I say and betray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack de fact
And take that sh*t back cuz they don't wanna f**k with that
There's too many niggaz they're tryin to calm
If mothaf**kaz could get it, nobody wouldve f**k with it
Appetite for destruction -
For him to get a bit more sh*t he gotta commit -
Murder in the first degree - a man slaughter
Takin a life of his wife and young doughter
A whole city of b**ches they look sucked up
And the niggaz iz killin it's straight f**ked up
Whoever sayin what Im sayinz for greed
The 9 even when they're tryin to feed my appetite for destruction
.. you gotta know Im talkin to ..
The appetite is tremendous
So Im gonna spin this
Drop up some violence because they ax me to end this
Some trouble that I cought cuz I was noisy
A nigga tried to take advantage because Im de kamikazi
He took de swing from my hand - thought I was faded
Start runnin for the door but the f**ker never made it
The sound of the 9 went bang [shot]
And all over the wall was his mothaf**kin brain
Cuz Im a nigga you can't sleep on
So set the alarm, cuz Im hittin like a mothaf**kin bomb
I do damage with the 9 in my hand
But the average nigga they do not mean to understand
Im from the streets so therefor
You know I don't care for
A sucker that aint down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yo
And after when the sh*t gotta go aint even sober
Any time that the 9 wanna leave
I got a .38 hittin down the sleeve
And it's ready to go to work cuz that's what it's here for
I shoot down a milion niggaz and shoot one more
And that's the milion and one
They couldnt hang with the appetite
Cuz they wasn't rappin right
So I had to destroy whoever was standin in my presence
For f**kin up de asses appetite for destruction
Cops wouldn't hurt you, on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,
I suppose you don't believe that sh*t, don't believe in cops degrade you,
Oh come on, those biddinz, those people was resistin arrest
Check it out yo, in de house yo
So I can show and flow and let the people know
So wont you ease on down to the yellow brick road to compton
But 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 attitude
Gotta get respected, break your mothaf**kin neck
Second one -
Allwayz gotta f**k at a wedlock
I like it when the pussy goes snack crack and pop
Number three -
Im a gangsta, an addict
I smoke any foolz tryin to cause some statix
Number four -
Heres what's these are
A crazy-ass nigga that remains hard core
Fifth one -
My kill has just begun
I pull out my gun that will keep me on the run
Step six -
Hmmm, it's kinda tricky -
Cant forget that Im mothaf**kin chickensh*t
To the ones who tries to play the e -
By the time you reach seven you'll be 6 feet deep
Number eight -
Make no mistake,
Move real slicky and you're bound to catch yo pray
Ninth one -
I gotta be raw, f**k any brain once your man made law
Last but not least, I must be real -
Number ten - is my appetite to ki ...

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