go to the store, but a pack
there`s 12 tortillas neatly stacked
next thing you know, grab some beans
stuff that shit right down your jeans
we run, we hide
your diet`s refried
gas out...next thing you know
sorry mom, i think i`ll go and drop the bomb
it`s in the face, and that`s too bad
rosaritas all they had
we run, we hide
the beans inside
gas out.
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