Luyện nghe bài hát April 29th, 1992

April 26th,
was a riot on the streets
Tell me were you?
While you sittin' home watchin' TV
I was participating in some anarchy
First we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all shit I can't afford
Red flashin', time to retire
And then we that liquor store into a structure fire
stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to the window drop
we got our own P.A.
When two are holdin' hands I'd assume they are gay

we returned to the pad to unload everything
It on me that I could use a loveseat
So once again we filled the van it was full
Since that day my living room's been much comfortable
The man in the hood with the forty
He's harder, and harder, and harder each and every year
Some went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she out she was gottin' some Pampers
They said it was for the man
They it was for the mexican
But not for the man
If you look on the streets, it wasn't about Rodney
About this fucked up and fucked up police
Ooh, I'm comin' on top and I'm comin' on top
And 187 on a big ol' cop
Show those paintings on the
Crabs are crawling on my

Wanna let it burn, let it burn
It burns, it burns, it motherfuckin'
(Just I pee)
Oh, I'll have the over My-Hammy
Riots on the of Chicago
Riots on the streets of Long
Mmm, San
Riots on the streets of City
Tuskaloosa...Alabama?
Creveland,
Fountainberry, Texas, Paramount, Buelle, and all these other
shitty places that no one would ever go to anyways, so you
might as well them
Let it
Let it
(Mr. Burns)
Let it
(Mr. Burns, Mr. Burns)
Let it
Let it