Appetite for Destruction

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N.W.A

N.W.A (abbreviation for Niggaz Wit Attitudes) was an American hip hop group from Compton, California, widely considered one of the seminal acts of the gangsta rap sub-genre, sometimes credited as the most important group in the history of hip hop. Active from 1986 to 1991, the rap group endured controversy due to the explicit nature of their lyrics, and was subsequently banned from many mainstream U.S. radio stations. In spite of this, the group has sold over 10 million CD units in the U.S. alone. more »

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I got a taste for waste and a taste and a blood
Murder I heard her when she screamed the "Drop"
'Cause her son caught the slug
Relate this to no choice
And listen to this straight-up man before they ban the voice
While I rhyme to the rhythm of a pop
Remember the first nigga to run is the first to get shot
Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity
Need to come kick it in the city with me
And find the black and crack the fact
They take that shit back
'Cause they don't wanna f*ck with that
There's too many niggas to try to calm
If motherfuckers could get it, nobody would've fucked with it
Appetite for Destruction
For him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
Murder in the first degree and manslaughter
Taking the life of his wife and young daughter
A whole city of bitches that look sucked up
And the niggas is killing, it's straight fucked up
Whoever saying what I'm saying's for greed
Then I ain't even what they're trying to feed
My appetite for destruction

You guys know who I'm talkin' to

The appetite is tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this
Trifle some violence because they asked me to end this
Some trouble that I caught 'cause I was noisy
A nigga tried to take advantage because of the kamikaze
He took a swing for my head, thought I was faded
Start running for the door but the fucker never made it
The sound of the nine went bang
And all over the wall was his motherfucking brain
'Cause I'm a nigga you can't sleep on
So set the alarm 'cause I hit like a motherfucking bomb
I do damage with a nine 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 niggas
The niggas, the niggas, yo
And that's the way the shit gotta go (?)
And any time that the nine wanna leave
I got a .38 hidden up the sleeve
And it's ready to go to war 'cause that's what it's here for
I shoot down a million niggas and shoot one more
And that's the million and one, they couldn't hang with the appetite
'Cause they wasn't rapping right
So I had to destroy whoever was standing in my presence
For fucking up the essence, appetite for destruction

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

Check it out, y'all, in the 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 show you something
I possess the Ten Commandments of the hip-hop thugsta
Known as the thief and murderer
First One: Honor thy nigga with an attitude
Gotta get respect or break your motherfucking neck
Second One: Always gotta f*ck out of wedlock
I like it when the pussy go snap, crackle and pop
Number Three: I'm a gangsta fanatic
I smoke any fools tryna 'cause some static
Number Four: Here's what's in store
A crazy-ass nigga that remains hardcore
Fifth One: My killing's just begun
I pulled out my gun, now they're keepin' me on the run
Step Six: Hmmm, it's kinda tricky
Can't forget that I'm motherfucking chicken-shit
To the ones that's tryna play the E
By the time you get to seven, you'll be six feet deep
Number Eight: Make no mistake
Move real sneaky and you're bound to catch your prey
Ninth One: I gotta be raw
F*ck any brainwashing man-made law
Last but not least, I must be real
Number Ten: is my appetite to kill

We interrupt this motherfuckin' program
To bring you a special public service announcement
So listen up, while we take it to our nigga on the street, Willie Johnson

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