El Comandante Comino

Over, over, you sit down with the official orders that are kept, eh, copy you
Sitting at the guard post, dude, big shots
We're all about the big shots, we're all about the big shots, right?
Where are we? Where do we stand? Where do we live? Where are we?
I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes
I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes

I'm another one of the zetas, they call me cumin
I was in San Fernando, shooting at the marines
They know I don't give a fuck
I'm here to bring the fight
I always liked guns, crime
Delinquency
Now I'm a hitman and for the boss, whatever he needs
We're rolling heavy with the vest on
Asking for updates, broadcasting on the frequency
My camo suit is all over my clothes
Frequency from the west, the east, and the crew
With tons of gear to listen to what's coming and going
I'm one of the favorites of the special forces
Heavy caliber

Pure fire, the expanding bullets in drum cartridges
He's patrolling, never afraid of the clash
Right now he's got a horn with a snail's penis
With the cumin, scaring the enemies
I don't fear death, 'cause it's the one that walks with me
Always burning in the patrol, I'm looking all gray
If we're talking about military stakes, I'm rolling with the Marquis
A shoutout to my crew, to the homies and the kid
Who are always on point in the hood when I roll up
To my racist from Villas de San Miguel
To my buddy Mone over at Point T
To Chato, also to Commander Ping Pong
To all the military crew and the boss's escort
To those working hard and know how to do their job

To those up in heaven with my commander, cheers
And they say they see me buzzing in a Cheyenne
And I also show up in a Tundra
I'm a zeta till the grave
And they say they see me buzzing in a Cheyenne
And I also show up in a Tundra
I'm a zeta till the grave
I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes
I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes

From the special forces, I'm well recognized
I already have my right medal from the operation
I don't back down, much less drop the iron
I always get down to the clash with my little drum horn
The government always wants to give us trouble
But they don't know I got a potato launcher
I got nails to throw at their tires
And I carry a bazooka just in case it's needed
Hanging from my vest is my cap
While I patrol, I'm smoking a joint
About sixty updates, say what's happening
I don't want any losses from my crew

I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes
I got a couple of scars
That's why I don't let go of my rifles
I know life is borrowed
But I don't give a damn
You can see it in my eyes

And there it is
For Commander Cumin
Who's all about the war throughout Nectar
Lima
A shoutout from
Gentila
To Chicken (I got a couple of scars)
To his cash (that's why I don't let go of my rifles)
A shoutout to Commander Ping Pong (I know life is borrowed)
To Commander Marquis (but I don't give a damn)
To Chato (you can see it in my eyes)
To the old man, to Joro, to Mudo, to Mone
To the homies, the lyrics, to the body
Up Néstor Leymah, fuckers, the big boss (I got a couple of scars)
The Zeta cartel, the lyrics, hey (that's why I don't let go of my rifles)
(I know life is borrowed)
(But I don't give a damn)
(You can see it in my eyes)
The lyrics, the lyrics, the lyrics, the lyrics