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[Verse 1:] Rolling in a beat up Cutless Far from a Lex-us But better than the county bus Atleast I'm free, busting raps So don't laugh cus I'm rolling on 3 Hubcaps, yeah Wanted to come up but I never came up So pass me that spray can So I can hit my name up And try to find a way to get known If not with the microphone Then I'll do it like a cyclone Bucking fools That'll get me a name But my pockets are still gonna look the same; flat And I ain't with that So pass the gat And watch me gun it 2-1-1 it, I done [Chorus #1] Just in tonight at the top of our story Male Latino gang memeber In his early 20's Leaves two convenient store clеrks dead Several othеrs injured No arrests have been made [Verse 2:] Nothing but a come up Everything's great Now I'm heading South on a 5 interstate To where the beer is cold And the ladies are hot And I won't get caught for them fools that I shot Got me a bag full of cash And a smoking gun That I still got to stash But I could smell pig in the air Sure enough, I t's the coppers Lights coming down from the choppers (I'm a cracker-wonderbread-pig...Give it up) But bump that noise Cus a vato wants to live it up As they pass me up Tryna cut off my ride As I glide Through Ocean Side Finally see the border And I crack a little grin My people tryna get out I'm tryna get in Gotsta to get my gat again and gun it See the road block and I run it, I done it [Chorus #2:] More news in tonight On that massacre that happened on the Westside Just hours ago We now understand that the suspect has crossed the Mexican Border And an intense manhunt is underway as we speak American officials are working close with the Mexican Government Trying desperately to apprehend the suspect Who is considered armed And extremely dangerous [Verse 3:] Now I'm in T.J Got me a room Called up my D.J (Hello?) About that record.. (What's up?) It's gonna take longer than expected They wanna do me in Father I sinned I wanna repent But how do I begin? Dropped a couple people Might drop more Better not be some cops outside my door All I see is the SWAT 10,000 pounds of bacon In the parking lot I guess I got no hope Never played pro-football So you know I'm gonna get the rope Coming out shooting is my only chance Now let's see which one of you pigs could dance They started letting off round after round Suspect down As a vato hits the ground Now everything's grey All I see is images Of my homies that passed away Should've went in another direction Now I got a first class trip to the ressurection My heart's pounding slow I guess my time's up I gotta go.......I done it [Chorus #3:] We now have the latest of the breaking story In which the suspect Who has now been identified as Frank Villarreal For Santa Monica, California Was fatally wounded In an intense gun battle Which took place in a Tijuana motel parking lot Which left 13 law enforcement officials layed-out This incident has all so left the entire Southland wondering: "What could make a person to end like this?"