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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 'Coz 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 brother [bad word] is the first to get shot Whoever said that what I say and portray is negativity Need [bad word] kick it in the city with me And find the black and crack the fact They take that back because they really can't deal with that There's too many brothers that's tryin' to calm If other people could get it, nobody wouldn't deal with it Appetite for [bad word] But before he decide to quit, he [bad word] Murder in the first degree, a manslaughter Takin' a life of his wife and young daughter whole city of women that be smokin' up And the brothers is killin', it's straight loc-in' up Whoever say what I'm sayin's for greed The 9, even what they tryin' to feed, my appetite for [bad word] You guys know who I'm talkin' to Say what? The appetite is tremendous, so I'm gonna spin this [bad word] because they ask me to end this Some trouble that I caught 'coz I was nosy Some brother tried to take advantage because of the kamikaze He took a swing from my hand, thought I was faded [bad word] for the door but it seems he never made it The sound of the 9 went *** And I don't care [bad word] 'coz it ain't no thing 'Coz I'm a brother you can't sleep on So set the alarm because I hit and destroy like a bomb I do damage with a 9 in my hand But the average sucker that don't know me, don't understand I'm from the streets, so therefore You know I don't care for brother that ain't down with the real, real, real, real, yo And that's the way to track out a flow, ain't even sober At any time that the 9 wanna leave I got a 38 hidden up the sleeve And it's ready to go to war 'coz that's what it's here for I shoot down a million suckers and shoot one more And that's the million and one, they couldn't hang with the appetite 'Coz they wasn't rappin' right So I had to destroy whoever was standin' in my presence For interferin' with the essence, appetite for [bad word] Cops put a hurt on your *** man, you know They really degrade you, I suppose you don't believe s*** They don't believe in cops degrade you [bad word] on, those *** those people was 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 [bad word] But first let me show you somethin' I possess the [bad word] of the hip hop brother Known as the thief and murderer First one, all abide brother with the attitude Gotta give respect 'coz you know I'll break your neck Second one, always gotta do it outta wedlock I like it when it goes snack, crackle and pop Number three, I'm a gangsta fanatic I smoke any fools tryin' to cause some static Number four, here's what's in store crazy young brother that remains hard core Fifth one, my killin's just begun I pulled out my gun, now that'll keep me on [bad word] Step six, hmm, it's kinda tricky Can't forget that I'm one they call 'Quick' To the ones who tries to play the 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 your prey Ninth one, I gotta be raw Get any brain once your man made law Last but not least, I must be real Number ten is my appetite to kill