No Me Importó (part. Ian Cordova)

And up on my old man
And it sounds, sounds over there in Córdoba
And right here, something really old

How could it not? How could it not?
I don't know

I won't do this to myself if I'm leaving
If I die today
This hell where I live
I'll be a hitman, I don't care

I'll sleep in shacks
Let the war begin
Hidden shacks on this planet

Bandit brothers
They've got machine guns
Double magazines to take you out with those

If you don't know, don't leave me
I care about you a lot
My heart breaks if you don't answer me
My gun jams
I care about you a lot
They steal my soul

And right here, something really old
And it sounds, sounds over there in Córdoba
Cheer up, buddy

I don't know
How could it not? How could it not?

Volume 2
One from the record

I won't do this to myself if I'm leaving
If I die today
This hell where I live
I'll be a hitman, I don't care

They send you over there and back here
To the south, to San Güecho, wherever you want
You no longer have the life you used to have
You just pull a trigger and that's it

You're a stake
That's what they say: That you're bad and that you kill
They laugh
They mock that I'm out
In danger

God bless me
And take care of my son

How could it not? How could it not?
I don't know
How could it not?