El Morro

Some call me the kid
Others call me buddy
I'm the son of a fine rooster
No one can take that away from me
I like to walk in the fire
And burn up close
To be very refined and polite
With moderate principles
That's what I learned from my father
And that's all I've molded from
I treat everyone with respect
And expect the same treatment
I want it to be clear
I don't harm anyone
I don't kill or kidnap
I'm a hardworking man
But better not mess with me
I've been working since I was very young
I've sailed through it all
I've had ups and downs
But that's how it is everywhere
I also have three close friends
Who are very careful
I have fun day and night
With several of my friends
The party is on
Singing good corridos
Let the one from the pareja be heard
Also the one with the curly hair
When I'm not out on the street
Maybe I'm in my office
And if we start the party
Sometimes it lasts three days
And if my buddy FEDE shows up
I know I won't see the day
I bid you farewell, gentlemen
Because I'm feeling good and buzzed
I hit a big one
And I'm going to have a drink
And if the Lord permits
I'll see you somewhere else