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Sublime - April 29, 1992 (Miami) (Lyrics)

Sublime - April 29, 1992 (Miami) (Lyrics) Sublime was founded in 1988 by Eric Wilson, Bud Gaugh and Bradley Nowell Follow Sublime:    / @sublime   https://www.sublimelbc.com/   / sublime     / sublime   https://open.spotify.com/artist/0EdvG... https://x.com/sublime https://www.tiktok.com/@sublimeoffici...   / sublimeofficial   Written By: Bradley Nowell, Marshall Goodman, Michael Happoldt Lyrics (Start at 0:22): (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 at least come down there) (And 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 sitting home watching 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 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 PA Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? Ay Call fire and tell them to respond to the mobile station Alamitos and Anaheim) (It's uh, flaming up good) (10-4, Alamitos and East Anaheim) Homicide, never doing no time 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 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 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 It's this fucked up situation and these fucked up police It's about coming up and staying on top And screaming 1-8-7 on a motherfucking cop It's not in the paper, it's on the wall National Guard, smoke from all around (Units, units be advised there's an attempt 211 to arrest) (Now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple) (Thirty subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's house) (I think they're going, they're trying to kill him) As long as l'm alive, l'ma live illegal Let it burn, wanna let it burn Wanna let it burn, wanna, wanna let it burn I, I feel insanity Riots on the streets of Miami Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago Oh, on the streets of Long Beach Oh, and San Francisco (Boise, Idaho) Riots on the streets of Kansas City (Salt Lake, Huntington Beach, California) Oh Tuscaloosa, Alabama (Arcada) (Compton, Michigan) Cleveland, Ohio (Abilene, Texas) Fountain Valley (Pensacola, Barstow) Paramount, Victorville, Eugene, Oregon (Let's do this every year, twice a year) Eureka, California (Let it burn, let it burn) Hesperia (Won't you let it burn, won't you, won't you let it burn?) Santa Barbara, Winnemucca, Nevada Phoenix, Arizona, San Diego Lakeland, Florida (Won't you let it burn?) Fucking Twentynine Palms (Any units assist to Frank 34, Willow and Caspian) (Structure fire and numerous subjects looting) (10-15 to get rid of this looter) #sublime #April291992 #Miami #Lyrics ===== If you enjoyed this video, please consider a like, comment or subscribe to the channel Subscribe: https://bit.ly/3Yn0lBJ Follow, Lurk, Request or Contact Hands Free Lyrics: https://links.HandsFreeLyrics.com