Narcos-satanicos

The north wants our gold harvest
White boys and blacks waiting for the man
I send my Indians, damn wetbacks crazy
Loaded with weed, powders, and coke
Trafficking drugs, coke, and weed
The satanic blessing, who can stop us
The truck fills up
With a shitload of weed
The crazy Indians with the smell of coke

One hundred twenty miles per hour
One hundred thirty kilos per truck
We are satanic narcos, yello and juanita
The black blessing gives us silver
A black mass to the king of luxury
We cut the powder, washed with piss
Fuck the blacks
And the whites die
We are satanic narcos
Trafficking drugs