Luyện nghe bài hát April 26th 1992

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

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

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

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

everybody in the hood has had it up to here
Its getting harder and harder and harder each and every
kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her she came out she was gettin' some pampers

They said, it was for the man
said, it was for the Mexican and not for the white man
But if you look at the streets it wasn't Rodney King
Its this up situation 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, let it burn
Wanna, let it burn, I feel insane
Riots on the of Miami

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

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

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