El Violento
Ya saben que soy violento
Y pa que le andan buscando
Mejor llevenla tranquilos
Porque puedo destazarlos
Los pelo con mi cuchillo
Y por ahi voy a tirarlos
Por ahi andan de hocicones
Nomas tirando veneno
Por la envidia que se carga
La calaca les cae luego
Despues dice su familia
Porque murio si era tan bueno
Tambien tengo mis granadas
Mis basucas y mis cuernos
Tengo mis trocas blindadas
Antitanque y antiaereos
Pero pa matar las lacras
Solo con mis manos tengo
Un dia me dijo un amigo
Los estorbos ve quitando
Por mas pequeños que sean
De raiz ahi que arrancarlos
No les tenga compasion
El buche veles cortando
El primero que se fue
Lloraba y perdon pedia
Gritaba lo perdonara
Pero no lo merecia
Lo tire en un par de bolsas
No lo encuentran todavia
Ya me voy alguien me espera
Necesita mis servicios
Para matar sanguinario
Pa decapitar maldito
El trae la sangre mejor
Pa no perder el estilo
The Violent One
They already know I'm violent
And why are they looking for trouble
Better take it easy
Because I can tear them apart
I'll skin them with my knife
And throw them away
There they go being nosy
Just throwing poison
Because of the envy they carry
Death comes for them later
Then their family says
Why did he die if he was so good
I also have my grenades
My bazookas and my horns
I have my armored trucks
Anti-tank and anti-aircraft
But to kill the scum
I only have my hands
One day a friend told me
Remove the obstacles
No matter how small they are
You have to uproot them
Don't have compassion for them
Cut their throats
The first one who left
Cried and begged for forgiveness
He screamed for me to forgive him
But he didn't deserve it
I threw him in a couple of bags
They still haven't found him
I'm leaving, someone is waiting for me
Needs my services
To kill bloodthirsty
To decapitate the damned
He brings the blood better
To not lose the style