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April 29th 1992

There was a riot on the streets

Tell me where were you?

You were sittin` home watchin` your TV

While I was participating in some anarchy



First spot we hit it was my liquor store

I finally got all that alcohol I can`t afford

With red lights flashin`, time to retire

And so we turned that liquor store into a structure fire



Next stop we hit it was tme music shop

It only took one brick to make that window drop

Finally we got our own PA

Where do you think I got this guitar that you`re hearin` today?



When we returned to the pad to unload evreything

It dawned on me that I need home furnishings

So once again, we filled the van untill it was full

Since that day my livin` room`s been much more comfortable



Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here

It`s gettin` harder, and harder, and harder each and every year

Some kids went in a store with their mother

I saw her when she came out she was gettin` some pampers

She said it was for the black man, she said it was for the mexican

But not for the white man

But if you look at the streets, it wasn`t about Rodney King,

and this fucked up situation

And these fucked up police

It`s about comin` up, and stayin` on top

And screamin` 187 on a mother fucking cop

It`s not in the paper, but it`s written on the wall

NATIONAL GUARD!Smoke from all around!

April 29th 1992

There was a riot on the streets

Tell me where were you?

You were sittin` home watchin` your TV

While I was participating in some anarchy



First spot we hit it was my liquor store

I finally got all that alcohol I can`t afford

With red lights flashin`, time to retire

And so we turned that liquor store into a structure fire



Next stop we hit it was tme music shop

It only took one brick to make that window drop

Finally we got our own PA

Where do you think I got this guitar that you`re hearin` today?



When we returned to the pad to unload evreything

It dawned on me that I need home furnishings

So once again, we filled the van untill it was full

Since that day my livin` room`s been much more comfortable



Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here

It`s gettin` harder, and harder, and harder each and every year

Some kids went in a store with their mother

I saw her when she came out she was gettin` some pampers

She said it was for the black man, she said it was for the mexican

But not for the white man

But if you look at the streets, it wasn`t about Rodney King,

and this fucked up situation

And these fucked up police

It`s about comin` up, and stayin` on top

And screamin` 187 on a mother fucking cop

It`s not in the paper, but it`s written on the wall

NATIONAL GUARD!Smoke from all around!

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