april 29th 1992 there was riot on the streets tell
me where were you while you were sittin' home
watchin' your t.v. 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
light's flashin' time to retire then we turned that
liquor store into a structure fire next stop
we hit it was the music shop it only
took one brick to make that window
drop finally we got our own
p.a. where do you think i got this
guitar that you're hearin' 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 much more comfortable
cause everybody in the hood has
had it up to here it's getting harder
and harder each and every year
some kids went in a store with thier
mother i saw 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 it's
written on the wall national guard smoke from all
around