Privilegio

(Excuse me, and if it's not indiscreet
What have they told you about your dad?
Because right now listening
To the corrido, I remembered
Well look here
I am going to tell you something)

What pride for me
Truly a blessing
To be the son of who I am
To be the nephew of a man
What a feeling
The one I carry in my chest
Let the whole world know
That a Quintero raised his voice

And I want to comment
First and foremost
I'm going to talk about my dad
Who is a real man
An old wolf in the pack
A pillar for the mafia
Who operated in Juárez, Chihuahua
And today he's in prison

But here the old man is not forgotten
Hope is still alive
We still have life
And here in the city of tequila
I toast with my family
The dynasty is great
There are many of us to finish
And if right now I'm drinking
It's because a visitor arrived

Of my family I am
The youngest of the siblings
A true friend
Always offers his friendship
And defends my work
Helps me with the errands
That come from below
And up here they are worth more

I am only a human being
But heaven has rewarded me
Maybe it could have been the devil
Anyway, this continues to be a reward
And I feel sorry for the envy
Because I have earned it
You know, this is to be celebrated
Not everyone has the privilege
Of being the son of Don Juanjo