Luyện nghe bài hát April 29 1992

April 26th,
There was a riot on the streets, tell me were you?
You were sittin' watchin' your TV
While I was paticipatin' in anarchy

spot we hit it was my liqour store
I finally got all that I can't afford
Red flashin' time to retire
And then we turned that store into a structure fire

Next we hit it was the music shop
It only took one brick to make that window
we got our own P A
Where do you think I got this guitar you're hearing today?

As as I'm alive, I'mma live illegal

When we returned to the pad to unload
It dawned on me that I need new home
So once again we filled the van it was full
Since that day my livin' room's much more comfortable

'Cause everybody in the has had it up to here
It's getting harder and harder and harder each and every
A girl went in the store with her mother and her
And I saw her when she came out she was some Pampers

said it was for the Black man, they said it was for the Mexican
And not for the man
But if you at the streets it wasn't about Rodney King
It's 'bout fucked up situation and these fucked up police

It's about coming up and on top
1-8-7 on a mother cop
It's not on the paper it's on the wall
So National Guard smoke all around

Homicide, never no time
D-doin' no
no time
D-doin' no
Give me my share, my

Give me my share, I it
Give me my share, I need it now, I it now
But there's the wicked one who doesn't see me go
Give me my share, I want it, me my share
But don't wanna give it to me, you don't wanna see me go
me my share, I want it, give me my share

But there is a wicked one, a one
A wicked one wicked, a wicked wicked one
wanna see me go