CHISPA

If my dad goes out, I'm going with him
I’m watching his back
'Cause I'm a damn 666
A bunch of trucks in the center that you can see
Red and blue lights, they're soldiers of the same Lucifer

My crew confirms, I'm from the Northeast Cartel
Anyone who steps out of line gets their toy blown up
Let’s get this one and that one, wrap them in sheets and toss them at mile marker 13

I’m rolling with the Barrett ready for the mission
Armor won’t save you, I’ll make a damn hole
The armor-piercing rounds in the magazine and a badass helmet

And if it’s for the boss, I’ll get down and die
I’ll shoot at the cops even if they put a thousand holes in me
I know I’m not going to heaven 'cause I’m the spark that ignites hell

Right away they send me to the Ribereña
Pure gunfire, I’ll burn you to hell
I hit them head-on, my crew stops you
My bullets stop you, you’ll be left lifeless

Here comes El Yicho, out of Campa, that’s my operation, damn and blessed
The one who messes up, I never struggle 'cause I’ll stick it to you
They look like Kentucky 'cause if you screw up, we’ll leave you fried

And if I don’t come back, I’ll see you in hell
I await death, even if they put a thousand holes in me (spark)
I’ve seen so much war wherever I go
My mom worries when my convoy goes out

If my dad goes out, I'm going with him
I’m watching his back
'Cause I'm a damn 666
A bunch of trucks in the center that you can see
Red and blue lights, they're soldiers of the same Lucifer

That’s my destiny and that’s my cartel
The narcoculture that comes with it
Sleepless nights, that one visits me
Tells me to come down 'cause you know well
You’re not going up, you’re going down
I don’t give a damn if the cops come for me
My cartel dances the devil's dance
My dad already gave the order, shoot to kill

And to park them, I’ve got Chacal
The damn thug with an arsenal
El Niño and El Joker are gonna blow you up
And for the fallen, rest in peace
I’ve got an SCAR, shout out to the Bravos operation, they’re gonna hunt you down

I became just another statistic, on the list of those who aren’t here
Take your chance, stop messing around and get to studying
The vest, the rifle, Tartas said that being armed weighs more

And I believe him, I believe him, I believe him even though I know my soul won’t return