I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood Murder I heard her when she screamed the "Drop!" 'cause 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 n***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 s**t back 'cause they don't wanna f**k with that There's too many ni***z they're tryin' to calm If mothafuckaz could get it, nobody would've f**k with it Appetite for destruction - For him to get a bit more s**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*****s they look sucked up And the ni***z iz killin' it's straight f****d 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 'cause I was noisy A n***a 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 f****r never made it The sound of the 9 went bang [shot] And all over the wall was his mothafuckin' brain 'cause I'm a n***a you can't sleep on So set the alarm, 'cause I'm hittin' like a mothafuckin' bomb I do damage with the 9 in my hand But the average n***a 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 ni***z the ni***z the ni***z yo And after when the s**t 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 'cause that's what it's here for I shoot down a milion ni***z and shoot one more And that's the milion and one They could'nt hang with the appetite 'cause they was'nt rappin' right So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence For fu***n' up de asses appetite for destruction
"Cops would'nt hurt you, on your a**, man, you know, they realy degrade you, I suppose you don't believe that s**t, 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 n***a with an attitude Gotta get respected, break your mothafuckin' neck Second one - Allwayz gotta f**k at a wedlock I like it when the p***y 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-a** n***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 - 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, f**k any brain once your man made law Last but not least, I must be real - Number ten - is my appetite to ki...