Los Caídos

You won't feel what we feel
Seeing loved ones with tears on their faces
Seeing your friends in coffins asleep
And the news full of homicides

The mother waits for her son to return
He's been missing for two years

She hasn't been born yet and already has no father
A beautiful girl you will have, buddy
But she knows and we all know
That from heaven you send her a kiss

We walk in the shit, we don't back down
We are muleteers and we walk the path
Go out on the street, pure thug life
On TV there are no macabre things

They cover your mind with shit
And outside you find bodies without heads
That this stops, no one knows
Tell me what fault my brothers had

It's true that there is violence in the neighborhoods
It's also true that there is delinquency
That the little hawks from the square always watch the deal
And that we grew up and now we know what's going on

A brother was taken by bullets
And why say no, if it does hurt me
And that on the street they shot another friend
For being too sharp in the fight

As a kid in gangs, craziness and fights
Those past times, I remember those days
Absent brothers I carry them here in my life
The cool part of my crazy life

It is with honor for those who deserve it
Who stood up without being thick
And that, today, we continue to remember them
And in their memory we keep going

Wherever they are, those who have fallen
This rap goes to you with honor
Wherever they are, those who have fallen
This rap goes to you with honor

I wish to wake up from this fucking nightmare
Everything would be wonderful, the time of Pancho Villa
No matter how much you look, no matter how much you scratch
Tell me where in my Mexico there is no mess

Brothers from my neighborhood who left
And they went ahead of me, there was no farewell notice from them
And I keep going, I keep representing
No matter how hot it is in my neighborhood and in your neighborhood

I only know that you, me, and that one have lost a little brother
But what are you going to do?
If you like all the vice, if you like to live tough
So difficult the damn bitch life, now we pay the price

There is love, there is pain, with respect for the bastard
Whether you believe it or not, a fallen one taught me

To know that a homeboy doesn't die today
For him I give myself a baisa and this song with honor
Yeah, turn it up and revive it
Even if you're not with me, but I know you're with God

When he recorded it, he never died
The vice of an addict, my friend, taught me
And you know very well that one day I will reach you

I'll fall on you and I'll stay, man, I'm lying down, how do you see?
When I walk down your street, know that I'll remember
And wherever you are
To a fallen friend I raised a toast here
Sadness, families of Monterrey
Here I accompany you smoking a big condolence

Wherever they are, those who have fallen
This rap goes to you with honor
Wherever they are, those who have fallen
This rap goes to you with honor