Luyện nghe bài hát April 26th 1992

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

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

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

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

'Cause everybody in the has had it up to here
Its getting harder and and harder each and every year
kids went in a store 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 and not for the white man
But if you look at the streets it wasn't about Rodney
Its this fucked up and these fucked up police

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

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

Oh, riots on the of Chicago
On the streets of Beach, then San Fransisco
on the streets of Kansas City

Oh, Tuscaloosa, Alabama, Cleveland,
Fountain Berry, Paramount, Vista
Eugene, Oregon Eureka,

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