Se Me Ha de Cargar La Chingada

I'm gonna get screwed over
let it be in the heart of Guadalajara, I want to walk
electrified and drunk as hell, that's my taste
that's my taste and no one can tell me anything
I have lived among the best thanks to the courage I have
I'm not afraid of danger or death, I fear
that's why today I have everything, that's why I live happily
let them play a fistful of dirt, also this borrowed life
and bury me singing if I get screwed over
I want bouquets of poppies and also bouquets of weed
let AK-47s sound and the bass drum resound
I want to die with a cold to invite the gang
I was born in poverty and I thank God
for making me tough as steel
and I don't let anyone, especially no asshole, push me around
let them play a fistful of dirt
also this borrowed life
and bury me singing
if I get screwed over.