Luyện nghe bài hát April 26th 1992

April 26th, 1992, there was a on the streets
Tell me, where you?
You were sittin home, your TV
I was paticipatin in some anarchy

First spot we hit it was my liquor
I finally got all that alcohol I afford
red lights flashin, time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a fire

Next stop, we hit it was the music
It took one brick to make that window drop
we got our own P.A., where do you think
I got this guitar that youre today? Hey

When we returned to the pad to unload
It dawned on me that I need new furnishings
So again we filled the van until it was full
that day my livin rooms been more comfortable

'Cause everybody in the has had it up to here
Its harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a with their mother
I saw her when she out she was gettin' some pampers

said, it was for the black man
They said, it was for the Mexican and not for the man
But if you look at the streets it about Rodney King
Its this fucked up and these fucked up police

Its about coming up and on top
And screamin, "187" on a cop
Its not on the paper its on the wall
National Guard smoke all around

Let it burn, wanna let it burn, wanna let it
Wanna, wanna let it burn, I insane
Riots on the of Miami

Oh, riots on the streets of
On the streets of Long Beach, San Fransisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas

Oh, Tuscaloosa, Alabama, Cleveland,
Fountain Berry, Paramount, Belle
Eugene, Eureka, California

Hesperia, Santa
Nevada, Phoenix, Arizona, San Diego
Lakewood, Florida, fuckin' 29