(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 in here
And uh the owner should at least come down here, see if he can secure his business, if he wants to)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 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 that window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?(Call fire, respond Mobil station
Alamitos & Anahiem
It's uhh flamin' up good
10-4 Alamitos & Anaheim)Homicide, never doin' no timeWhen 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
It's 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 motherfuckin' cop
It's ain't in the paper, it's on the wall
National guard
Smoke from all around(Units, units be advised there is an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple
938 temple, 30 subjects with bags, trying to get inside the CB's house)(As long as I'm alive, I'mma live illegal)Let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna wanna let it burn(I'm feelin' sad and blue)Riots on the streets of Miami
Oh, riots on the streets of Chicago
Oh, on the streets of Long Beach
Mmm, and San Francisco (Boise, Idaho)
Riots on the streets of Kansas City (Salt Lake, Hunnington Beach, CA)
Tuscaloosa, Alabama (Arcada, Clarkston, Michigan)
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountain Valley (Texas, Barstow)
Bear Mountain, Victorville
Eugene, Oregon, Eureka, California (Let it burn, let it burn)
Hesperia (Oh, 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 (Let it burn)
Fuckin, Dreadnaught punks! (Won't'cha let it burn)
Songwriters
BRADLEY JAMES NOWELL, LAWRENCE KRSONE PARKER, MARSHALL RAYMOND GOODMAN, MIKE HAPPOLDTPublished by
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