El Mal

Look at the chemist, chemist
Who got appointed minister of something
The chemist
He recently had his partner and family killed
Fuck it
And what did they do with those bodies?
Acid
Look at the holy judge
Look at him, he doesn’t care about anything
Only the kids
The narcos shoot them down
They take them far from their hometowns
In exchange for that, the holy one reduces trials due to lack of evidence

Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, pay, pay
Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, they’re gonna pay

You guys have the advantage
Everyone knows you
Nobody knows me or just a little
I’m Emilia Pérez
A Mexican woman
A woman like any other

Look at the so-called public education secretary
An expert in ghost companies
Today, yes, his contracts are real
But the so-called schools aren’t being built
Now, tell us, Chucho
Where’d you get your jet, your pool, your hotel?
Look at the governor
Who voted for him, the people or the cartel?
Ah, he bought, oh yes, one by one the votes of the farmers
Pay, pay the cartel, sweetheart
They’re already sitting on your fucking throne

Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, pay, pay
Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, they’re gonna pay

But thank God
I have an exceptional woman by my side
Rita Mora Castro
She’s walking intelligence
Walking intelligence

Look at the cripple
You weren’t born this way
In your next fucking late payment
You’ll end up in a wheelchair
The one who lost his hand knows it well
Be very punctual if you’re corrupt
Look at dear Gabriel Mendoza
He’s with his new woman, his new wife
Very young, very blonde, blonde

Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, pay, pay
Talk, these people talk
But now they’re gonna pay, they’re gonna pay

Losing a loved one is a tragedy
Losing their remains is a curse
It’s a curse
It’s a curse