El Tata

I haven't known who I am for a while now
That child that I was, I am no longer
Of course I regret things, but I'm not leaving

If you only knew how many times we pray to God
Imagine that he told me, son, wait for me a little bit
There you looked at the little boy waiting for his little miracle
He ran out of patience and said he would run away

You could have been a doctor or a nurse (come on)
You could have been a good engineer (could you have been?)
You could, but look, there's the detail, it couldn't be done
It's not that I was stupid, it's that the book cost (how much, dude?)

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

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be thy name
Come on, okay?
Simon, dad, I'm coming over there

Take that roll down, said the commander
And put on your helmet and vest because we are going to run into
People there say the criminals are coming
We are from hell, to hell we go

They call me Tata because I am the Tata of Tatamaulipas
They look at me in the patrol car on the runway
I'm not an artist, but I'll dance them for you
With what the truck brings on top

Three are missing in the box
A ball hit me in the tire
Here I come on the cart and the light is off

I got stuck, what's going on?
In one hand was the steering wheel and in the other the gabacha
And they really grab me
Because that's how we are as a race
To die in war and not return home

So much spark, it seemed like they were welding right inside the truck
And I swear to you, I never abandoned the troops
That's why I'm telling you, my future doesn't matter anymore (I don't give a shit, dude)

So much shame on the road (old school)
And I'll go out anyway (with a bore, dad)
Well equipped, ready for war
That's why I tell you, it's worth it (it's worth it)

I bring my horn because I come from hell (from hell)
I didn't come out good at school or at work
To park the pints there I bring you a device
Who sends them with Saint Peter (patrol the whole town)

I haven't known who I am for a while now
That child that I was, I am no longer
Of course I regret things, but I'm not leaving

You can leave the neighborhood, but the neighborhood will not leave you (no-no-no)
By force, crazy, I learn it
If I die in the street, I'll die happy (if I die, no problem)

Aunt, give me your blessing, I'm leaving now
He worries that one day that convoy will not return
But you know in advance how I am
But he tells me, my son, come on, go with God (werko, cabrón)

We're going to hell
And so there we stayed
And so there we burned ourselves

Be it day or night
Even if it rains and thunders
I'm going into the woods
And I don't ask who
It must be the guachos who want me dead
And they shoot me so that I stop

I don't stop because I know they don't respect
If they throw me, I throw the impacts in the flowerpot
Wachan the 50th, that's why they barricade themselves
Because they know that with a fucking hit
Fuck, I'll fuck them up

The truck is parked
I always carry my rifle in automatic mode
And with Barret I always spread panic
Open your mouth because drug trafficking is coming

My good story
She is bald
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 is 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 they don't hate me

Don't forget what I told you