El Asesino Enhiervado
Exterminador
The High Killer
I saw him, he was alone
No one told me
With bottles on the table
And a bag of powder
He tilted the bottle
And took a little puff
He pulled out a forty-five
And a lady's portrait
He lit it with a match
And it burned on the table
And he was really high
With the devil in his guts
He took a swig of whiskey
And a line of coke
And went out of control
Then he got into his truck
And from there he went to look for her
Heading towards Reynosa
They say he made it to the town
And crashed his truck
In front of a house
And then he knocked on the door
And when the lady opened it
What a big surprise it was
He unloads his gun
Into her belly in cold blood
As she was dying
Sobbing, she said
You've killed your own son
Who would have been born soon
Those who saw talked
That before dying he said
I left you, my love
Because you have your vice
What lesson were you going to give
Once your child was born
Upon hearing the confessions
He shot himself in the head
And embraced the lady
He also found death
And upon seeing that scene
The people were astonished
Drugs, alcohol, and weapons
Cannot be companions
They are three negative things
And that's why they don't mix
Whoever wants to combine them
No good thing awaits