Cerebros Enfermos

Tight bulletproof vests
Military style
Boots for rough terrain
Trained to kill
They're sick brains
No nerves when they act

Latest model trucks
Some heavily armored
Shortened horns
For better grip
Militia weapons
Biggest gear

We lift opponents
To extract information
And after torturing them
We send them to the grave
With a shot to the head
That's when they fare better