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Commander 5-7

Escolta De Guerra

Comandante 5-7

Me invade el coraje presiento enemigos
Olfateo la muerte siento escalofrios
El virus me invade ya me puse chino
Pase lo que pase voy a defenderme
Por que tengo fuerza y bastantes amigos
Soy el comandante 5-7 o 5.

Y tómenlo en cuenta para que se excepcionen
Por que no acostumbro a dar explicaciones
Sigamos las reglas al fin somos hombres
La ola de violencia la trae sus acciones
Andamos buscando nuevas soluciones
Siguiendo el camino quitando a traidores
Por que en mi pechera sobran cargadores
Y nunca paramos de ejercer labores
Terreno duerme... Ando con mis hombres.

Me abraza una sombra pero no me asusta
Me respalda el rocke y el phoneix los tumba
En la accion el traca por nada se para
Diamantes pulidos y gran carabelas
Azules al tiro adornan mis prendas
Estuve aqui alerta con changuito y cocheras.

Me sacude el cuerpo mis cuernos que tiran
Manejo mi t con rafagas continuas
Traigo mis punteros, me apoyan, vigilan
Son grandes guerreros que siguen mi linea
Son parte de un grupo que entregan su vida
Ellos son mi gente y cuidamos la plaza
Somos el dibujo de una calavera
Una gran familia para que lo sepan
Soy el chino antrax gente de mz

Commander 5-7

I am invaded by courage, I sense enemies
I smell death, I shiver
The virus invades me, I'm already acting Chinese
Whatever happens, I will defend myself
Because I have strength and plenty of friends
I am Commander 5-7 or 5.

And take it into account so that you make exceptions
Because I'm not used to giving explanations
Let's follow the rules, after all, we are men
The wave of violence is brought by its actions
We are looking for new solutions
Following the path, removing traitors
Because in my chest there are plenty of magazines
And we never stop carrying out tasks
The terrain sleeps... I walk with my men.

A shadow embraces me but it doesn't scare me
I am backed by the rocke and the phoenix knocks them down
In action, the traca doesn't stop for anything
Polished diamonds and great caravels
Blue at the shot adorn my clothes
I was here alert with changuito and garages.

My horns that shoot shake my body
I handle my t with continuous bursts
I bring my pointers, they support me, they watch
They are great warriors who follow my lead
They are part of a group that give their lives
They are my people and we take care of the plaza
We are the drawing of a skull
A great family for them to know
I am the Chinese anthrax people from mz

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