Appetite For Destruction

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 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 in 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 motherfuckers 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 saying's 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." The appetite is tremendous So I'm gonna spin this Try for some violence because they ask 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 runnin' for the door But the fucker never made it The sound of the 9 went bang And all over the wall was his motherfuckin' brain 'Cause I'm a nigga you can't sleep on So set the alarm, 'cause I hit like a motherfuckin' 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 that's the way this shit gotta go, and even so But 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 a 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 "Cops put a hurting on your ass, man, you know, they really degrade you. White folks don't believe that shit, they don't believe that cops degrade you. 'Oh come on, those beatings, those people resistin' arrest.'" Check it out yo, in the 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 the 10 commandments of the hip-hop thugster, Known as the thief and murderer: First one Honor thy nigga with an attitude Gotta get respect or break your motherfuckin' neck Second one Allways gotta fuck outta wedlock I like it when the pussy goes snap, crackle and pop Number three I'm a gangster, fanatic I smoke any fool 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 pull out my gun now they keep me on the run Step six Hmmm, it's kinda tricky Can't forget that I'm motherfuckin' chicken-shit To the ones who tries to play the E By the time you get to seven you'll be 6 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 brain-washing man-made law Last but not least, I must be real Number ten is my appetite to kill We're interrupting the motherfucking programme to bring you special public service announcement. So listen up while we're taking to our nigga on the street.