Appetite For Destruction Chords by N.W.A

Tempo:
109.45 bpm
Chords used:

G

Am

B

F#

C

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Appetite For Destruction chords
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[G] I got a taste for wasting and tasting the [C] blood
I heard it [Gm] was a script, dropped cause [Am] the son fucked the slug
[G] Relate this to [C] no choice, and listen [B] to the straight up men before they bang the boards
While I rhyme to the [Am] rhythm of a pop, remember [B] the first [G] nigga to run is the first to get shot
[Gm] Whoever said that what I say is a trait is [F#] negativity
Even the color kickers in [G#m] the city with me
And find [G] the blackest crackest crack, they take that shit back cause they don't wanna fuck with that
There's too many niggas [B] to try to come, if motherfuckers don't get it nobody would fuck with [G] it
Appetite for [Cm] destruction, [B] for him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
[G] Murder in the first degree, a man slaughter, taking the life of [Am] his wife and young [G#] daughter
A whole city [D#] of bitches that look sucked up, and the niggas is killing [G] it straight fucked up
Whoever said what I said is [F#] greed, denying even what they trying to feed
My [F] appetite for destruction
[F#]
[F]
[G#] The [G] appetite is tremendous, so I'm [B] gonna spit in this
Trapped with some violence [C] because they act me the entiness
Some told me that I cooked cause I was [F] nauseous
A nigga [G] tried to take advantage [Am] because of the kamikaze
He took a sweep of my [C] head, thought I was faded
Start running for the door, but the fucker never made it
The sound of the nine [Am] went bang
[G] And all over the wall [Am] was his motherfucking [F] brain
Cause I'm a nigga you can't sleep on
So set the alarm [G#m] cause I hit like a motherfucking bomb
A [G] statement with a nine in my hand
But the average nigga that don't know me don't [B] understand
[G] I'm from the streets so therefore, you know I [B] don't care [F#] for
A nigga that ain't down with the real niggas, the niggas, the [Am] niggas
Yo, and [G] that's the way that she gotta [C] go
And even [N] so at any time that the nine wanna leave
I got a 38 pittin' up the sleeve
And it's ready to go to war cause that's what it's here for
[G#m] I shoot down a million niggas and shoot one more
And that's a million and one [B] that couldn't hang with the appetite
Cause [C] they wasn't rappin' right before I had to destroy
Whoever was standing [B] in my presence
For [F#m] fucking up the essence of [D] my type for destruction
Cops put a hurting on your ass man, you know
They really degrade you, white folks don't believe that shit
Don't believe cops degrade you
Oh come on, those people, those people are resisting arrest
Check it out y'all, [Cm] in the [A] house y'all
So I can show and flow and let the [Am] people know
So won't you ease on down to the yellow brick, boy, won't you [G] count it
But [Am] first let me show you something
I [F#m] possess the [Am] thick and mammoth of a hip-hop substance
Known [A] as a thief and murderer, [G] first one
I'm [Am] a vibe nigga with the [Bm] attitude
[G] Gotta get replayed to break your motherfucking neck
Second [Gm] one, always gotta fuck out of [G] wedlock
I like it when the pretty girl snaps, crackle and pop
[F#] Number three, I'm a gangster [A] fanatic
I smoke [F#] any fool tryna cause some [N] static
Number four, hip versus four
A crazy ass nigga that remains hardcore
Fifth one, my [B] killer just begun
I pulled out my gun, now they keep me on the run
Step six, [C] groove's kinda [G] tricky
Can't produce a [Am] lot of motherfucking chicken [G] shit
You're the one that's [Am] tryna play with me
[G] By the time you get to seven, you'll be [Am] six feet
Number eight, make no mistake
You ain't real sneaky and you're bound to catch [B] it, pray
Ninth [F#m] one, I gotta be [G] raw
Fuck any [Am] brainwashing man-made law
[G] Last but not least, [Cm] I'm up to the real number ten
If my [N] appetite's key
[Em]
We interrupt this motherfucking [F#] program
To bring you [B] special public [E] service announcement
[F#m] [Em] So listen up while we [F#] take your toe out nigga on the street
[B] Willie
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G
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Am
2311
B
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F#
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C
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G
2131
Am
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B
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To jam and learn the simple chords for N.W.A - Appetite For Destruction chords, practice playing E, F#m, Em, F#, B, Am, G, Am, F#m, Am, A and G in sequence. Start with a comfortable 54 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 109. Given the song's key of D Major, adjust the capo to align with your vocal range and chord preference.

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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] I got a taste for wasting and tasting the [C] blood
I heard it [Gm] was a script, dropped cause [Am] the son fucked the slug
[G] Relate this to [C] no choice, and listen [B] to the straight up men before they bang the boards
While I rhyme to the [Am] rhythm of a pop, remember [B] the first [G] nigga to run is the first to get shot
[Gm] Whoever said that what I say is a trait is [F#] negativity
Even the color kickers in [G#m] the city with me
And find [G] the blackest crackest crack, they take that shit back cause they don't wanna fuck with that
There's too many niggas [B] to try to come, if motherfuckers don't get it nobody would fuck with [G] it
Appetite for [Cm] destruction, [B] for him to get a bit more shit he gotta commit
[G] Murder in the first degree, a man slaughter, taking the life of [Am] his wife and young [G#] daughter
A whole city [D#] of bitches that look sucked up, and the niggas is killing [G] it straight fucked up
Whoever said what I said is [F#] greed, denying even what they trying to feed
My [F] appetite for destruction
_ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ [G#] The [G] appetite is tremendous, so I'm [B] gonna spit in this
Trapped with some violence [C] because they act me the entiness
Some told me that I cooked cause I was [F] nauseous
A nigga [G] tried to take advantage [Am] because of the kamikaze
He took a sweep of my [C] head, thought I was faded
Start running for the door, but the fucker never made it
The sound of the nine [Am] went bang
[G] And all over the wall [Am] was his motherfucking [F] brain
Cause I'm a nigga you can't sleep on
So set the alarm [G#m] cause I hit like a motherfucking bomb
A [G] statement with a nine in my hand
But the average nigga that don't know me don't [B] understand
[G] I'm from the streets so therefore, you know I [B] don't care [F#] for
A nigga that ain't down with the real niggas, the niggas, the [Am] niggas
Yo, and [G] that's the way that she gotta [C] go
And even [N] so at any time that the nine wanna leave
I got a 38 pittin' up the sleeve
And it's ready to go to war cause that's what it's here for
[G#m] I shoot down a million niggas and shoot one more
And that's a million and one [B] that couldn't hang with the appetite
Cause [C] they wasn't rappin' right before I had to destroy
Whoever was standing [B] in my presence
For [F#m] fucking up the essence of [D] my type for destruction
Cops put a hurting on your ass man, you know
They really degrade you, white folks don't believe that shit
Don't believe cops degrade you
Oh come on, those people, those people are resisting arrest
Check it out y'all, [Cm] in the [A] house y'all
So I can show and flow and let the [Am] people know
So won't you ease on down to the yellow brick, boy, won't you [G] count it
But [Am] first let me show you something
I [F#m] possess the [Am] thick and mammoth of a hip-hop substance
Known [A] as a thief and murderer, [G] first one
I'm [Am] a vibe nigga with the [Bm] attitude
[G] Gotta get replayed to break your motherfucking neck
Second [Gm] one, always gotta fuck out of [G] wedlock
I like it when the pretty girl snaps, crackle and pop
[F#] Number three, I'm a gangster [A] fanatic
I smoke [F#] any fool tryna cause some [N] static
Number four, hip versus four
A crazy ass nigga that remains hardcore
Fifth one, my [B] killer just begun
I pulled out my gun, now they keep me on the run
Step six, [C] groove's kinda [G] tricky
Can't produce a [Am] lot of motherfucking chicken [G] shit
You're the one that's [Am] tryna play with me
[G] By the time you get to seven, you'll be [Am] six feet
Number eight, make no mistake
You ain't real sneaky and you're bound to catch [B] it, pray
Ninth [F#m] one, I gotta be [G] raw
Fuck any [Am] brainwashing man-made law
[G] Last but not least, [Cm] I'm up to the real number ten
If my [N] appetite's key
_ _ [Em] _
_ We interrupt this motherfucking [F#] program
To bring you [B] special public [E] service announcement
[F#m] _ [Em] So listen up while we [F#] take your toe out nigga on the street
[B] _ Willie

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