Billete Grande (part. Edgardo Nuñez)

Not everything came easy to me, I also suffered quite a bit
Walking down the street barefoot, my feet are burning
I asked my Saint Jude while I endured my hunger

I'm from a poor family, someone had to look for him
The dreams were clear and the goals ahead
I turned the coin over, I wanted a big bill

Thanks for the teachings, Don Roque, I'm on the go
He knows I won't let up, we'll keep going
Several years have passed and I no longer suffer from hunger

And it was about to change, call after call coming to the cell phone
Now it's mine, I'm not going back anymore
The Guzmán Salazars' cap on

There are many tricks in the game, one has to study them
No matter how many friends you have, they won't teach you the key
They don't want to see you up and down they want to leave you

Searching so much, life has taken something important from me
That night will never be forgotten, how I suffered greatly
The beatings at Tahoe, may my brother rest in peace

And it was about to change, call after call coming to the cell phone
Now it's mine, I'm not going back anymore
The Guzmán Salazars' cap on