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Let me tell you a bit about the story I lived back in my hometown
And I won't forget those who died fighting alongside me
You could hear it on the radios, always tuned in to the enemy's moves
Those years when the war broke out, the Tatemas were the target

You know they didn't catch us off guard, even when we were short on cash
Because we came together like family and faced it head-on
There were times we had little ammo, but we never backed down
We might've lacked support and resources, but we had guts to spare

I remember that coyote creek when they killed my wife
I don't know if those hits were meant for me or just to hurt me
Since then, my son and I, 27, have been through some tough times
We spent our days and nights with our guard down

For a woman, I never held back, no matter the trouble
With money or without, I kept her, she was my whole life
I left my mark in this world, several kids remember me day and night
And to my parents, I'm sorry for being that son who disobeyed

I left, but you can still see the dust from a couple of trucks
Don't think it's just the Tatemas left, my people are still in the fight
The crew keeps protecting their land, they won't loosen their grip
A number 27 guides them through the rough and rugged paths

I say goodbye, let's go, buddy Palomas, another world awaits us
I was Rules, the one who defended his land and never backed down
I leave you the reins of my horse along with my blonde sidekick
With pride, wherever I am, I'll always be shouting, long live the Tatemas!