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letra de appetite 4 destruction - n.w.a.

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-gg- 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 sh-t back ’cause they don’t wanna f-ck with that
there’s too many n-gg-z they’re tryin’ to calm
if mothaf-ckaz could get it, n-body would’ve f-ck with it
appet-te for destruction –
for him to get a bit more sh-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-tches they look sucked up
and the n-gg-z iz killin’ it’s straight f-cked up
whoever sayin’ what i’m sayin’z for greed
the 9 even when they’re tryin’ to feed my appet-te for destruction

” .. you gotta know i’m talkin’ to .. ”

the appet-te 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-gg- 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-cker never made it
the sound of the 9 went bang [shot]
and all over the wall was his mothaf-ckin’ brain
’cause i’m a n-gg- you can’t sleep on
so set the alarm, ’cause i’m hittin’ like a mothaf-ckin’ bomb
i do damage with the 9 in my hand
but the average n-gg- 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 n-gg-z the n-gg-z the n-gg-z yo
and after when the sh-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 n-gg-z and shoot one more
and that’s the milion and one
they could’nt hang with the appet-te
’cause they was’nt rappin’ right
so i had to destroy whoever was standin’ in my presence
for f-ckin’ up de -sses appet-te for destruction

“cops would’nt hurt you, on your -ss, man, you know, they realy degrade you,
i suppose you don’t believe that sh-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-gg- with an att-tude
gotta get respected, break your mothaf-ckin’ neck
second one –
allwayz gotta f-ck at a wedlock
i like it when the p-ssy 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–ss n-gg- 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 mothaf-ckin’ chickensh-t
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-ck any brain once your man made law
last but not least, i must be real –
number ten – is my appet-te to ki …

- n w a

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