Luyện nghe bài hát Firebaugh

Brown and white, the night
sides of the street
No one speaks, no one
Their paths shall meet
An traveler
Stranded in the
Trapped in a of existence
Everybody's
A voice cries out "Hey Brown!"
Are you the next vato gonna go down?
turn, we told you so
If your car breaks
take a tow to

Firebaugh,
A place no one dreams
Where either race is waste
It's here that silence
Firebaugh,
The limits near
Drinking the pastime here
place is filled with hate and fear

Cornfields die, custard
See the in their eyes
Low riders, okies look for
Is this the where the blackbirds dance?
men one woman sit at the bar
She's the town whore, the star
Who'll be the one to get up her
on by avoid this mess

If by your car breaks down
Keep ear close to the ground
You might end up on the wrong side of
What can you do? They're plotting mouth