Corrido Del Asesino

Returning pissed off
Entering with death by my side
I found you sitting there
With your well-bought friends

Get up, bastard, and get ready quickly
Your time has come, pray to Christ
You thought I went to hell
But it's going to be you who ends up dead

Those who want to see the morning
Get out! Or death will accompany you
Only to this damn asshole
I'll get my revenge up his ass

Don't expect your fake friends to save you
They ran away like cowards
Here I leave you dripping blood
In your face, a punch to finish you off