Yo Vengo De Abajo (feat. Los Dareyes De La Sierra y Locura Terminal)

Santa Fe neighborhood
Whoever wants war
Well, however
Ángel Quezada, dogs
Terminal Madness
Darey
Prajin music

I come from below, I grew up in the neighborhood
I started battling, but now everything has changed
How to forget when I started, when I was poor
With respect and sweat I earned my name

If you want a shot, I go crazy
I'm not afraid either
I'm the one who proposes to you
Am I wrong?

Always ready, I take care of my back
It's pure protection, I ask death
To protect me for being a bandit
I do give war, I never give up

I hit hard and with style
Everyone looks at me quietly and calmly
I already have my fangs sharp
I've been in the business since I was very young

The Virgin Mary takes care of me, Saint Jude and where my mother is
I always bring the blessing
I smoke two that don't cough
When I knock you down, I'm the champion

I am the pride
Of my flag, my neighborhood, and my parents
Several witnesses who saw me in the streets
They won't let me lie, I was nobody before
Better not compare me

I come from below, I grew up in the neighborhood
I started battling, but now everything has changed
How to forget when I started, when I was poor
With respect and sweat I earned my name

We are at a hundred, me tying a flag
Fighting again, I do it for my people
And I won't lose, ready for war
Marching with troops we leave the neighborhood that saw us grow

I have my team by my side
We keep fighting, we come from below
Tears, blood, sweat
Until I become a winner, I will keep shedding

I risk my life, I fight to the death
Fighting cock, I come back stronger
I come for blood, in the jungle a lion
It's my belt, I'm the champion

They won't stop me
They want to beat me, they'll have to kill me
With pride everywhere
I will raise my flag

I come from below, I grew up in the neighborhood
I started battling, but now everything has changed
How to forget when I started, when I was poor
With respect and sweat I earned my name

Equipped for war and I'm not scared of anyone
They look for me everywhere, by air, sea, and land
I raise my flag high, it will be like this until I die
Ready to go crazy like fighting cocks

Despite everything, I don't throw in the towel
I'm still the same as before
I walk the streets with pure thugs
They want my level, but they are beginners

We are ready for action
Respect for those who respect
With me, I say no
I'm the one who blows everyone up

I hit you up close
I knock you down, I knock you out
They talk too much, but I don't see them
They keep throwing empty words

Come on, dog, I hold on
I'm not taking anything to my grave
Iron, hold on because I'm speeding up
I don't like traitors
Because they always fight for money

(Long live Mexico, bastards!)

I come from below, I grew up in the neighborhood
I started battling, but now everything has changed
How to forget when I started, when I was poor
With respect and sweat I earned my name

Camouflage and Ed in production