Cabrones Hasta La Madre

I was born in the land of the brave, I bring the legacy of a bastard,
Here, if you don't run, you fly, we bring it from generation to generation,
Damn bastards to the core, bastards by tradition.

Don't step on a cat's tail, because it turns into a lion,
In all of Mexico, there are many tough guys,
In my 32 states, they are found in every corner.

In the northern states, terror is already sown,
Because not even the government is forgiven for a mistake,
And anyone who messes around,
Is buried and it's a must.

In the entire Pacific, death roams the region,
Many settling of scores, many men of action,
They prefer to go to the grave, rather than go to prison,
In the west and southeast and in the southern states,
Even the devil gets scared, if you fail, you paint your cross,
If you mess up a little, you won't see the light again.

Don't let the flag fall and throw punches, buddy,
And honor the emblem of the national shield,
That the eagle devoured the serpent on the nopal.