Calaveras Chino Antrax
Los Buchones De Culiacan
Calaveras Chinese Anthrax
Whether asleep or awake
To me it's the same 'cause I have a charm
40 grenades hanging on my chest
Powerful weapons protect my sleep
Special grade for better effect
Israeli armored chest in parallel
I prefer to fight and die in battle
Than to live a day in steel cells
I have no prejudices for cold beds
To break chains, my grenade launcher
To end it all, I have my anthrax
A thousand skulls backing us
Respect the saints, I'm not sacrilegious
I wield my weapons, pray and then think
I don't keep count of how many I've killed
I know it's plenty and I don't regret
Death admires me and I respect it
Many enemies want to see me dead
Fight in my ranks or be traitors
I have no patience 'cause I'm a guerrilla
5 fingers to grip my horn
7 days I fight and the point is my creed
I'm not from China, my hair isn't Chinese
There are people in my body 'cause I was a gang member
Breaking barriers among skulls
With powerful weapons, good strategies
Streets stained with war blood
From the shadows I see that sinister
Recruit and train violent machines
Command and lead with a black flag
Man with heavy saints interned
Advance and sicken my noble soldier
Don't fear the devil 'cause he's our ally
Spill more blood, let it be from the enemy
Let it be a legend what we've achieved
Bathed in fire, their fear activated