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 paticipatin' in some anarchy First spot we hit it was my liqour store I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford Red lights flashin' time to retire And 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 hearing today? As long as I'm alive, I'mma live illegal 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 and harder each and every year A girl went in the store with her mother and her kids And I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers They said it was for the Black man, they said it was for the Mexican And 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 these fucked up police It's about coming up and staying on top 1-8-7 on a mother fuckin' cop It's not written on the paper it's on the wall So National Guard smoke from all around Homicide, never doin' no time D-doin' no time D-doin' no time D-doin' no time Give me my share, my share Give me my share, I want it Give me my share, I need it now, I need it now But there's the wicked one who doesn't wanna see me go Give me my share, I want it, give me my share But your don't wanna give it to me, you don't wanna see me go Give me my share, I want it, give me my share But there is a wicked one, a wicked one A wicked one wicked, a wicked wicked wicked one Doesn't wanna see me go [Incomprehensible] © LOU DOG PUBLISHING; ZOMBA ENTERPRISES INC; GASOLINE ALLEY MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com