Luyện nghe bài hát Ramona Moraga

As if isolation's not
Just try to organize and rise it
Then you'll find out what all about
is not my community
This is not what I
breathing down my neck
There's no way I'm in
But still stuck living in ...

Where there's nothing more than the eye
A lie for vat-grown teenage alcoholics
by adversity
Disjoint history
And pinned down by
In lowered trucks and shirts
It's a great for children and pets
It's a cage with no need for walls
The blind youth insanely towards the nets
In search of
They're condemned to
Poorly pregnancies and vocations
But you know
They don't
(Welcome to Del Taco, may I your order?)
All the politics of up
As if with it ain't enough
You try to and rise above it
Because you found out what all about (bullsh ...)
This is not my
This is not what I
Participation's breathing down my
no way I'm giving in
But still you're living in ...

It won't let things
An upper-crust fairy for the popular and decent kids
of reality
Handed from hatred to their G.T.I.
Ganja, kegs and games
the cops there to keep out all minorities
A fraud buried in the hills
Where schooling exclusivity, intolerance and hypocrisy
And the sad is
You better get to it
Because school, it never ends
Welcome to the
(You got a with me?)
This is not our
This is not we represent
Participation where it's at
There's no way giving in
Yet still stuck living in
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
R.A.M.O.N.A. M.O.R.A.G.A.
(Hey, ya from?)