N.W.A

N.W.A - Appetite 4 Destruction lyrics

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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 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' a life of his wife and young doughter
 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
 The 9 even when they're tryin' to feed my appetite for destruction

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

 The Appetite is tremendous
 So I'm 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 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'm hittin' like a mothafuckin' bomb
 I do damage with the 9 in my hand
 But the average nigga they do not mean to understand
 I'm from the streets so therefor
 You know I don't care for
 A sucker that ain't down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yo
 And after when the shit gotta go ain't 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 could'nt hang with the appetite
 Cuz they was'nt rappin' right
 So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence
 For fuckin' up de asses appetite for destruction

 "Cops would'nt hurt you, on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,
 I suppose you don't believe that shit, don't believe in cops degrade you,
 Oh come on, those biddin'z, 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 won't 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 -
 I'm a be a nigga with an attitude
 Gotta get respected, break your mothafuckin' neck
 Second one -
 Allwayz gotta fuck at a wedlock
 I like it when the pussy goes snack crack and pop
 Number three -
 I'm a gangsta, an addict
 I smoke any foolz tryin' to cause some statix
 Number four -
 Here's 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 -
 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 slicky and you're bound to catch yo' pray
 Ninth one -
 I gotta be raw, fuck 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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