April 26 1992

D|7|5|x |7|5|5 G|x|x|7 B|x|x|x e|x|x|x [Verse 1] April 26th 1992 There was a riot on the streets tell me where were you? While you were sitting home watching your TV While I was participatin’ 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 flashing 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? Hey Homicide never doin’ no time [Verse 2] 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 living room’s been much more comfortable ’Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here It’s getting hotter and hotter and harder each and every year Some kids went in a store with their mother I saw her when she came out she was getting 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 street it wasn’t about Rodney King And this fucked up situation and these fucked up police It’s about coming up and staying on top And screaming "187 on a motherfuckin’ cop" It’s not in the paper it’s on the wall National Guard Smoke from all around [Verse 3] Let it burn wanna let it burn Wanna let it burn Wanna wanna let it burn Riots on the streets of Miami Woah riots on the streets of Chicago On the streets of Long Beach And San Francisco Boise Idaho Riots on the streets of Kansas City Salt Lake Huntington Beach California Tuscaloosa Alabama Arcada Clarkston Michigan Cleveland Ohio Fountain Valley Texas Barstow (Let’s do this every year Bear Mountain Victorville (Twice a Year) Eugene OR Eureka CA (Let it burn let it burn) Hesperia (Won’t ya let it burn won’t’cha won’t’cha let it burn?) Santa Barbara Cuyamca Nevada (Let it burn) Phoenix Arizona San Diego Lakeland Florida (Won’t you let it burn?) Fuckin... we’re not pawns (Won’t you let it burn? Let it burn)