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April 26th  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 the alcohol I can't afford 
With red lights flashin' time to retire 
Then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire 
Next stop as the music shop  
It only took one brick to make the window drop 
Finally we got our own p.a. 
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today 
When we returned to the pad to unload everything, 
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings 
So once again we filled the van until it was full 
Since that day my livin' room's been more comfortable 
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here 
It's getting harder and harder every year 
Some kids went in a store with thief mother 
When she came out she was gettin some pampers 
They said it was for the black man 
They 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 
It's bout this fucked up situation and the fuckin police 
It's about coming up and staying on top or screamin' 187 
on a mofo cop 
It's not written on the papers, but its written on the wall 
National guard smoke from all around

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