El Taliban

I don't care where they come from,
and if they attack our turf,
be it 20 or be it 40,
I'll send them back with bullets,
my team is always on point,
bringing chaos to life...

Just take a hit,
while I give orders and lead,
they roll up their sleeves for anyone,
they're fast and they're mean,
their style of execution,
torture and cutting into pieces...

They call him the Taliban,
for his way of killing,
just giving the green light,
he locates them wherever they are,
and cuts off their heads,
that's why he's where he is...

He watches over a boss daily,
he's earned their trust,
day and night he watches,
24 hours a day,
just dozing off for a bit,
and using grenades as pillows...

He arrived recommended,
filling spaces right away,
giving orders and expertise,
to those just starting out,
just killing the first one,
the rest fall into place...

He speaks very little Spanish,
but the mafia understands him,
with an R-15 in hand,
the Taliban takes care of them,
his daily school was war,
his diploma was death,
his pen was a bazooka,
they'll know what they're in for.