| April 29th, 1992 (Miami) Lyrics | 
        	 
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				(I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S, 
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are 
busted out, and it's like a free for all here, 
and uh, the owner should maybe come down here and see if he can secure his business, 
if he wants to) 
 
April 26th, 1992 
There was a riot on 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 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 the window drop 
Finally we got our own P.A. 
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? 
 
("Call fire and tell them respond local station out to meet us at Anaheim. It's uh, flaming up good." "10-4 Alamidos at Anaheim") 
 
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 
Some kids went in a store with their mother 
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 
In this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police 
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top 
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a mother fuckin' cop 
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall 
National guard 
Smoke from all around 
 
(Units, units be advised of an attempted 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple, 
thirty subjects with bats trying to get inside the CP's house...he thinks out there trying to kill him) 
 
'Cause as long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal 
 
Let it burn 
Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn 
Wanna wanna let it burn 
(I feel insanity) 
Riots on the streets of Miami 
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago 
On the streets of Long Beach 
In San Francisco 
Riots on the streets of Kansas City 
Tuskaloosa, Alabama 
Cleveland, Ohio 
Fountain Valley, Paramount, Victorville 
Eugene, Oregon 
Eureka, California 
Hesperia 
Santa Barbara 
Winnemucca, Nevada 
Phoenix, Arizona 
San Diego 
Lakeland, Florida 
fuckin' 29 Palms 
 
(Any unit to assist Frank-74, Willow at Caspian... structure fire and numerous subjects looting) 
(10-15 to get rid of this looter)
					 
					 
					
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