Cartel de Santa

I'm a crazy Mexican marijuana guy,
In a land of bandits, here we traffic it,
What we don't have, we invent or pirate,
Maybe even steal it,
We are shady by nature,
And not much aspires to this headache,
Interested in knowing about my country,
Far from the beaches just because I can go there,
Well, there they dance in the streets,
Where the gang rules,
Sun-soaked thugs like lizards,
If we don't sell you drugs, we sell you trinkets,
We leave you naked all according to the neighborhood,
But honestly, it's for you to choose.

Beautiful and bandit Mexico if I die far from you,
Pay a coyote to bring me back here,
Beautiful and bandit Mexico if I die far from you,
Pay a coyote to bring me back here,

I bring cream for the ladies,
Like José Alfredo, I also sing my sorrows,
I can't help it, it runs through my veins,
My skin tingles when mariachis play,
Such beautiful but dangerous brunettes,
They snatch your wallet, phones, even clothes,
They leave you naked, they ride you to the cops,
If you don't give in, they threaten to tell your wife.
Of course, the clumsy ones because there are heights behind them,
Those who die on the line for an old man and his offspring,

Beautiful and bandit Mexico if I die far from you,
Pay a coyote to bring me back here,
Beautiful and bandit Mexico if I die far from you,
Pay a coyote to bring me back here,

The crazy one returns reverent, who entrusted his luck to Santa Muerte,
And to this Pancho Villa, miracles shine,
And Jesus Malverde has more than enough tasks,
That's what I'm talking about without exaggerating,
Where I come from, there are even saints for thugs,
Yes, if drug lords feel cared for, well entrusted,
If you don't cheat, you don't progress, says the Mexican people,
So the marginalized are covered in bills,
On the bad side, on the delinquent side,
How awesome Mexico is, how awesome its people are...