Pablo Escobar

I walk in Colombia smelling the coke
The devil's son, nobody touches me
Wherever I go, I'm always relaxed
On the right path, worshiping God and the devil
Pablo, good mafioso, always a friend of Griselda
The imprisonment behind bars was always planned
If he had a bad friend, he'd kill him just in case
He never hesitated to shoot them dead
Pablo, the tough guy from Colombia, always the coolest
Good coke, you know what I'm talking about
Colombian cocaine, Pablo is still the one
Never misinterpret what I'm talking about
Changing the subject, pay close attention
The llanero shaman solving problems
He is God and the devil, and I'm promoting him
Surely the day has cleared up thanks to the devil
With a lot of money, I find in my pockets
Jesus Christ, may all be blessed
The devil's coke is the one speaking
The truth in flesh, the devil's reincarnation
I'm from Colombia but I'm everywhere
People in my hands, inhaling with straws
Corrupt government officials, Pablo was eliminating
Colombian cocaine, I'm Pablo, the same devil

Let me remember those old times
Just like Canserbero, I count friends on one hand
Sorry for mentioning him, but I admire him a lot
Just like Canserbero, deep down I'm bad
I remember those days when I felt death
I still wonder why I'm still alive
This is the moment when my mind annoys me
With its little words that corrupted my mind
Go kill him because I know you're bad
I better not talk too much and we keep analyzing