Appetite For Destruction lyrics

[Verse 1: Dr. Dre]

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 that runs 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 de fact

And take that shit back

'Cause they don't wanna fuck with that

There's too many niggas 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 and manslaughter

Takin' the life of his wife and young daughter

A whole city of bitches that look sucked up

And the niggas is killin', it's straight fucked up

Whoever sayin' what I'm sayin is for greed

Then I ain't even what they're tryin' to feed

My appetite for destruction

"You guys know who I'm talkin' to"

[Verse 2: MC Ren]

The appetite is tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this

Drop up some violence because they ask me to end this

Some trouble that I cought '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 runnin' for the door but the fucker never made it

The sound of the 9 went bang

And all over the wall was his mothafuckin' brain

'Cause I'm a nigga you can't sleep on

So set the alarm, 'cause I hit like a mothafuckin' bomb

I do damage with the 9 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 after when the shit gotta go ain't even sober

Any time that the 9 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 rappin' right

So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence

For fuckin' up the essence – appetite for destruction

[Interlude]

"Cops put a hurtin' on yo' ass, man

You know, they really degrade you

White folks don't believe that shit

They don't believe that cops degrade you

[Imitating white person] Oh come on, those people, those people are resisting arrest."

[Verse 3: Eazy-E]

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 tell you somethin'

I possess the 10 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 mothafuckin' neck

Second one – always gotta fuck out of wedlock

I like it when the pussy goes 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 kill has just begun

I pull out my gun, that'll keep me on the run

Step six – hmmm, it's kinda tricky

Can't forget that I'm mothafuckin' chicken-shit

To the ones who tries to 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

Fuck any brainwashin' man-made law!

Last but not least, I must be real

Number ten – is my appetite to ki–

• Artist:N.W.A.
• Album:Efil4zagging