La Ultima Batalla

I had a very tough life
My school was rough
School of the streets
For the first and second
In case you have doubts
You can ask me

The path is very narrow
Enemies and partners
That's where I walked
I'll say it in a few words
I was one of the antrax
They called me 'el chube'

Among cards and beers
Sitting at the table
I was very calm
But when wearing the vest
War tray
It was very different

Challenging the fear factor
Like a bird in the fire
Passing without burning
The Chinese cries inconsolably
Mayito and Cheyo
And your buddy Javi

The virus went into action
The fire ignited
But it was too late
The first was Pedron
Then fell el chube
And also Frankie

Gunpowder in his hands
They never trembled
In every discharge
But between fire and glory
I lost my gun
The last battle

In my blood I carry anger
If they were from the antrax
They should respect them
They want to tarnish their memory
With false stories
To disguise them

You were a personal escort
Loyal companion
In good times and bad
The path was deadly
But the rain of bullets will continue

I won't forget my friends
That sacrifice
They made for me
With my life I pay them
And I can't ask for a better job

Things are very bad
I'll fix them
With blood and lead
They were and will be my people
It is affirmed forever
Mayito Gordo

To my children you can tell them
That I always loved them
To lead them by my hand
That their father was a good man
To write my name
On an obituary

Being an escort was my life
I fulfilled the mission
Don't doubt that
See you in another office
Below or above
El chube tells you