El Tata

I don't know who I am anymore
That child I was, I am no longer
Of course, I regret things, but I'm not leaving

If you knew how many times we prayed to God
Imagine he told me, son, wait a little
Watch kids pass by waiting for their little miracle
He ran out of patience and said goodbye

You could have been a doctor or a nurse (come on)
You could have been a good engineer (really?)
You could have, but look, there's the catch, it didn't work out
It's not that I was dumb, it's that the book was expensive (how much, man?)

A week's worth of what my mom earned
You'll see how much I miss her because she's not here
And I know deep down she won't come back (hey, I miss you, mom)

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Come, okay?
Yes, dad, I'm on my way there

Drop that roll, said the boss
And put on your helmet and vest because we're going to clash
People there say the bad guys are coming
From hell we are, to hell we go

They call me Tata because I'm the Tata from Tatamaulipas
They look at me in the patrol car on the track
I'm not an artist, but I'll dance for you
With what the truck carries on top

Three missing in the box
A hit I have in the tire
Here I come on the cart and the light off

The job stuck to me, what's up?
The steering wheel in one hand and the badge in the other
And damn, they catch me
Because that's how we are, the race
To die in war and not return home

So many sparks, it seemed like they were welding inside the truck
And I swear, I never abandoned the troop
That's why I tell you, my future doesn't matter anymore (I don't give a damn, man)

So many hits on the road (from the old school)
And anyway, I come out on top (with a bang, dad)
Well equipped, ready for war
That's why I tell you, it doesn't matter (it doesn't matter at all)

I bring my horn because I come from hell (from hell)
I wasn't good at school or with notebooks
To park the tags, I bring you a device
That sends you to Saint Peter (I patrol the whole town)

I don't know who I am anymore
That child I was, I am no longer
Of course, I regret things, but I'm not leaving

You may leave the neighborhood, but the neighborhood won't leave you (no-no-no)
By force, crazy, I learn it
If I die in the street, I die happy (if I die, no problem)

Aunt, give me your blessing as I'm leaving
She worries because one day that convoy may not return
But she already knows how I am
But she tells me son, go ahead, go with God (strong, bastard)

To hell we go
And there we stay
And there we burn

Be it day or night
Even if it rains and thunders
I go into the mountains
And I don't ask who
They must be the guys who want me dead
And they shoot me to make me stop

I don't stop because I know they don't respect
If they shoot me, I shoot the impacts in the pot
They watch the 50, that's why they take cover
Because they know that with a damn hit
I'll fuck them up

The truck is parked
I always carry my rifle on automatic
And with the Barret I always sow panic
Get the hell out because here comes the drug trafficking

My good story
Is peeled
Suddenly- we don't eat, but we do shoot

Is it better to be loved or feared?
Being feared is better
Fear lasts longer than love
The friendship you pay for means nothing

You see how it is around here
I make a joke and everyone laughs
I know I'm funny, but not that funny
It's fear that keeps them loyal

But the trick is not to be hated
That's why I treat my men well, but not too well
If I give them too much, they don't need me
I give them enough, so they need me, but don't hate me

Don't forget what I've told you