Luyện nghe bài hát April 29 1992

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

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

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

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

When we to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home
So once again we filled the van until it was
Since that day my room's been 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 with her mother and her kids
And I saw her she came 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 wasn't 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 fuckin' cop
It's not written on the paper it's on the
So National Guard from all around

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

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

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