Aún Estoy Vivo

"Yo! Yo! "The Godfather"...
In our family... the rules are the rules...
And whoever breaks them... will pay the consequences...
This song... is for you...
All those people who want to see me dead...
Boster... let them throw themselves..."

I'm still alive, bastards
Suffer the litanies
Let your mother suffer before mine
And where are those who say that if they catch me, they'll kill me
I'm maneuvering and I dedicate this to the other side
I'm with Boster in case they're trying to confuse me
While I'm rising, my hitmen are hunting
So, how they fear when they play Russian roulette
And what do you want, for my thugs to catch you on the Hayabusa
And pull down your blouse
And burn the paws of you and your cat
Bastards, shoot
Now why don't they kill me
(I, Voltio!)

"What's up, consul?
Let's put all these pigs in the trunk
Right-thru!
Nobody has blue blood!"

And they got scared because now the foul-mouth is full
And I am who I am
Wherever I go, I go with my Rütger
And today
If they want war, then I go
And if they want war, come to me
If they want me dead, come to me
(Blass, kill them!)
And if they want war, come to me
If they want me dead, come to me
(Boster, kill them!)
There's a confusion, and I call the hitman Tempo

"Hello, Héctor
Blow up all those pigs for me!"

The hitmen and the daredevils were activated
Walk carefully, bastards, or we'll come to your neighborhood
They're scared, cowards
After they talk
I'm going to disfigure them so they won't even open the boxes
I'm hunting hitmen, Polaco, you're getting active

"I'm with the long ones...
To shoot at the other side, Héctor!"

And if they shoot us and don't kill us
Don't retaliate

"Héctor, let them throw themselves... hahaha..."

Yo! Yo!
Héctor, the bambino!
This is real lyricism!
And it's dedicated!
To all those humble people!
Projects and neighborhoods!
Yo! Yo!
"The Godfather"!
Let them throw themselves!
Wait for the next one!