La Supuesta Cita (part. Alfredo Olivas)

Confidently arriving without haste, the supposed date
It was more like bait, they were already waiting
Terrified bullets, triggers with fear
And those who trembled because they distrusted

Or maybe they doubted what they were doing
Sir, they're shooting at us
Get down, guys
If you can, answer
Boss, I've been hit, my gun jammed

Don't give up, fight to the death
We lose, we win, we're already in
But we must not leave our town to chance
Run them over, or we lose our lives
Life or death

Death doesn't wait, hope remains
We either lie down or shoot bullets
We're not in armored vehicles
Machine 6-1, get us out of trouble
Or we'll be late

Hey, Luis R!
Pure from the reserves, buddy
And trigger-happy, buddy Alfredo
I like them, old man
Hell yeah!

They tried to disrespect, treacherous dogs
They didn't do anything to me, I still have control
I won't give up the last breath for anything
With the last bullet, I defend the territory

Which my people and I fought for so long
We watch out for each other, that's why an armored vehicle combed the area
I'm here, saddled up
The 50 is loaded, buddy, you say
Locate that bastard
I want to bring him to justice, just so he knows

The three surpassed the four, more lives than a cat
More guts than luck, it just falls asleep
And they don't make it, thanks to them
To all my people, from the attackers
They ran into the woods, but they won't come back