Appetite For Destruction-N.W.A.

Appetite For Destruction NWA 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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 ni**a 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 a**, 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 ni**a 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 p**sy 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-a** ni**a 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 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 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 ...