Appetite 4 Destruction
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I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
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Murder I heard her when she screamed the "Drop!"
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Cuz her son caught the slug.
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Relate this to no choice
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And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice
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While I ride to the rythem of a pop
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Remember the first nigga that run is the first to get shot
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Whoever said that what I say and betray is negativity
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Need to come kick it in the city with me
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And find the black and crack and fact
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And take that shit back cuz they don't wanna fuck with that
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There's too many niggaz they're tryin' to calm
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If mothafuckaz could get it, nobody would've fuck with it
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Appetite for destruction -
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For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit -
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Murder in the first degree - a man slaughter
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Takin' the life of his wife and young daughter
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A whole city of bitches they look sucked up
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And the niggaz iz killin' it's straight fucked up
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Whoever sayin' what I'm sayin'z for greed
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Then I aint even what they're tryin' to feed my appetite for destruction
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" .. you guys know who I'm talkin' to .. "
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That Appetite is tremendous
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So I'm gonna spin this
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Try for some violence because they ax me to end this
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Some trouble that I caught cuz I was noisy
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A nigga tried to take advantage because I'm de kamikazi
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He took de swing from my hand - thought I was faded
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Start runnin' for the door but the fucker never made it
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The sound of the 9 went BANG [shot]
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And all over the wall was his mothafuckin' brain
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Cuz I'm a nigga you can't sleep on
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So set the alarm, cuz I hit like a mothafuckin' bomb
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I do damage with a 9 in my hand
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But the average nigga that don't know me don't understand
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I'm from the streets so therefore
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You know I don't care for
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A sucker that ain't down with the real niggaz the niggaz the niggaz yo
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And that's the way this shit gotta go, and even so
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But any time that the 9 wanna leave
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I got a .38 hidden up the sleeve
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And it's ready to go to war cuz that's what it's here for
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I shoot down a milion niggaz and shoot one more
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And that's a milion and one
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That couldn't hang with the appetite
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Cuz they wasn't rappin' right
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So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence
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For fuckin' up da essence appetite for destruction
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"They put a hurtin' on your ass, man, you know, they realy degrade you,
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White folks don't believe that shit, don't believe that cops degrade you,
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Oh come on, those people, those people was resistin' arrest"
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Check it out y'all, in de house y'all
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So I can show and flow and let the people know
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So won't you ease on down to the yellow brick road to Compton
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But first let me tell you somethin' -
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I possess the 10 commandments of the Hip Hop Thugster,
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Known as a thief and murderer :
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First one -
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Alibi a nigga with an attitude
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Gotta get respected, break your mothafuckin' neck
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Second one -
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Allwayz gotta fuck outta wedlock
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I like it when the pussy goes snap crackle and pop
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Number three -
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I'm a gangsta fanatic
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I smoke any foolz tryin' to cause some static
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Number four -
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Here's what's in store
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A crazy-ass nigga that remains hard core
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Fifth one -
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My killings just begun
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I pulled out my gun, now they keep me on the run
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Step six -
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Hmmm, it's kinda tricky -
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Can't forget that I'm mothafuckin' chickenshit
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To the ones who tries to play the E -
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By the time you reach Seven you'll be 6 feet deep
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Number eight -
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Make no mistake,
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Move real sneaky and you're bound to catch yo' pray
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Ninth one -
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I gotta be raw, fuck any brain-washing man made law
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Last but not least, I must be real -
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Number ten - is my appetite to kill...
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Appetite 4 Destruction
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N.W.A. |