Sargento Ortiz

I’ve made it through, I’ve succeeded
Don’t come at me trying to mess with my head
I fell and I got back up
My skin marked from the bruises

I’m a paratrooper soldier
And it’s the emblem that won’t come off

From the sky, a light shines down
It’s torn through the heavens
And the clouds give way

I’m a paratrooper soldier
And it’s the emblem that won’t come off

Born in a small town
Coeneo de la Libertad
Sergeant Ortiz made his mark
From my hometown Michoacán

They asked for something military
And who am I to say no?
They wanted this damn flow
So let’s start over again

I got kicked out of middle school
Four times, I was a tough kid
Damn, I’ve never been a pushover
I went too far, but what else can I do?

At seventeen, I got my residency
Thanks to my mom
Cleaning trash cans at McDonald's
I decided to enlist in the Army

From Texas, they sent me to Georgia
For military training
Graduated as an infantryman and selected
As an honor guard, just like that

I spent three years pulling duty
With presidents and national escort
I saw the Capitol, the White House
I even stepped into the Pentagon

I wonder what they think
Those who doubted me, thought I’d be nothing
The dead don’t talk
And the living who give up, can’t handle it

I don’t give a damn if they love or hate me
I keep moving forward, what’s next?
You suffer, you forge, without breaking the line
The discipline to stay focused

Flag bearer in 2023
At the Super Bowl
I asked for my transfer to Italy
I wanted to be in the action, wanted to see some heat

They gave me the green light
Let’s hit the ground running
A war machine trained
Especially the best of the best

I’ve made it through, I’ve succeeded
Don’t come at me trying to mess with my head
I fell and I got back up
My skin marked from the bruises

I’m a paratrooper soldier
And it’s the emblem that won’t come off

From the sky, a light shines down
It’s torn through the heavens
And the clouds give way

I’m a paratrooper soldier
And it’s the emblem that won’t come off

It won’t come off, I carry the 11B
Six years of experience, that’s what I know
Sergeant to the troops (SSG)
Squad leader, nine under my command

At twenty-two, I had the rank
It wasn’t common to have that at my age
I deployed to the Middle East
Where my call sign was Gnome-3

My squad’s initials T.A.R.T.
Where I stayed for four months
They launched several missiles at us
But not one hit, I don’t know what happened

I ascended to the 173rd Brigade
Over time
Second battalion of paratroopers
Soldiers from the sky

Expert shooter with M9
M4 and the 249
M320 and also 240
Grenades, .50 caliber weapons

MK19 rocket launcher
I forged a record of projectiles
The famous Ukrainian Javelin
And in physical tests, I never backed down

Land navigation is my specialty
Route creator, jaguar style
I leave no loose ends when attacking
Cursed and blessed, or blessed is the evil

Air assault, Black Hawk rappel
Combat jumps, I don’t hesitate
Medal for being the best squad
And in stress shooting, first place

Finally graduated to Ranger
This achievement is dedicated to my father
I remember telling you I’d go
Even though you’re not here to hug me

Don’t worry about my mom
I’m taking care of her, I carry her blood
You fall, you get back up, it’s mandatory
Because fear is not negotiable