El Rengo
Canelos Jr
The Lame One
I have lived in the light
It's already become a habit for me
carry weapons and fight
They call me damn lame
Maybe damn is my style
Just because they killed me
To my cousin and my dad
In San Luis Colorado River
I have sown terror
I made many run
We are hat people
For that man my respect
Skinny compa and the northerner
My friends always 100
The most sophisticated
The weapons I bring
Because it is important to bring
Minimis and m4
I bring fifty and horns
And like the king of weapons
I have also been nicknamed
They shot me seven times
For wanting to rob me
Thank God I free her
The same seven left
My plebes are from hell
Because although I don't carry many
Each one is worth a hundred
The bars no longer scare me
Locked up several times
But there are those who pray for me
My mother, wife and my daughters
What I want most in life
For them I will give everything
Until the end comes to me
We payán don't give up
And we don't let our guard down
That's what my dad said
A very brave kaibil
Be part of my team
discovery is active
With the monster to jump
When the fire is bright
The firefighter is trained
How well he knows how to turn it off
Also Kevin and Nicky
All firm with the lame
Along the course of the desert
You will see us very often
