Appetite 4 Destruction Lyrics by N.W.A.

Appetite 4 Destruction Lyrics

    appetite 4 destruction


    I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
    Murder i heard her when she screamed the "drop!"
    Cuz her son caught the slug.
    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 run is the first to get shot
    Whoever said that what i say and betray is negativity
    Need to come kick it in the city with me
    And find the black and crack and fact
    And take that shit back cuz they don't wanna fuck with that
    There's too many niggaz they're tryin' to calm
    If mothafuckaz could get it, nobody would've fuck with it
    Appetite for destruction -
    For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit -
    Murder in the first degree - a man slaughter
    Takin' the life of his wife and young daughter
    A whole city of bitches they look sucked up
    And the niggaz iz killin' it's straight fucked up
    Whoever sayin' what i'm sayin'z for greed
    Then i aint even what they're tryin' to feed my appetite for destruction

    " .. you gotta know i'm talkin' to .. "

    That appetite is tremendous
    So i'm gonna spin this
    Try for some violence because they ax me to end this
    Some trouble that i caught cuz i was noisy
    A nigga tried to take advantage because i'm de kamikazi
    He took de swing from my hand - thought i was faded
    Start runnin' for the door but the fucker never made it
    The sound of the 9 went bang [shot]
    And all over the wall was his mothafuckin' brain
    Cuz i'm a nigga you can't sleep on
    So set the alarm, cuz i hit like a mothafuckin' bomb
    I do damage with a 9 in my hand
    But the average nigga that don't know me don't understand
    I'm from the streets so therefore
    You know i don't care for
    A sucker that ain't down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yo
    And that's the way this shit gotta go, and even so
    But any time that the 9 wanna leave
    I got a .38 hidden up the sleeve
    And it's ready to go to war cuz that's what it's here for
    I shoot down a milion niggaz and shoot one more
    And that's a milion and one
    That couldn't hang with the appetite
    Cuz they wasn't rappin' right
    So i had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence
    For fuckin' up da essence appetite for destruction

    "they put a hurtin' on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,
    White folks don't believe that shit, don't believe that cops degrade you,
    Oh come on, those people, those people was resistin' arrest"

    Check it out y'all, in de house y'all
    So i can show and flow and let the people know
    So won't you ease on down to the yellow brick road to compton
    But 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 attitude
    Gotta get respected, break your mothafuckin' neck
    Second one -
    Allwayz gotta fuck outta wedlock
    I like it when the pussy goes snap crackle and pop
    Number three -
    I'm a gangsta fanatic
    I smoke any foolz tryin' to cause some static
    Number four -
    Here's what's in store
    A crazy-ass nigga that remains hard core
    Fifth one -
    My killings just begun
    I pulled out my gun, now they keep me on the run
    Step six -
    Hmmm, it's kinda tricky -
    Can't forget that i'm mothafuckin' chickenshit
    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 sneaky and you're bound to catch yo' pray
    Ninth one -
    I gotta be raw, fuck any brain-washing man made law
    Last but not least, i must be real -
    Number ten - is my appetite for des...

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