Los Dos Rivales

Stop in the name of the law!
Nobody move!
Hey, what's your name?
My name is Zuca and my last name is Motón!
And sit down, my commander
Because we're going to settle the scores right now
Waiter, bring me a bottle of Buchanan
And bring the commander one of Listerine
Because his breath stinks

Two rivals met at the bar El Navegante
One was well dressed like a drug trafficker
And the other dressed in green, they say he was a commander

Have a drink with me, said the commander
I know you're looking for me, I also wanted to find you
I'm going to give you a pass straight to hell, commander

Many have offered me that drink and that pass
But that doesn't scare me, I'm still alive
Maybe the bullets haven't been fired or the brave one hasn't been born yet

Listen well, commander, you're getting angry
Not because you're from the government, I don't care about your rank
I've seen tougher ones and they've knelt at my feet

Not even my father would kneel to me, let alone a smuggler
If we have such a desire for each other, let's die right now
I already have the devil inside me and my blood is boiling

Facing a trafficker, I tell you right now
It's like facing a bull and grabbing its horns
It's not the same to see it from afar as to fight it up close

Forgive me for laughing, look how I'm trembling
But you can't imagine how much I've been wanting this
To shoot a drug lord to pieces

Goodbye famous guns, also El Navegante bar
You witnessed the death of the so-called commander
If you can't handle it, don't mess with a drug trafficker