En Primera Plana
Llego un periodico a casa
Se lo entregaron a mi hijo
Y al verme en primera plana
Grito mama mi papito
Aqui viene retratado
Y se mira muy bonito
Mi esposa muy sorprendida
Le arrebato aquel papel
Lo que de mi se decia
No lo podia creer
Con cien kilos de la fina
Cai en manos de la ley
Con esta fatal noticia
Se le partio el corazon
Como era aquel hombre honrado
Del que ella se enamoro
Vivio siempre en la mentira
El traficante yo soy
Al ver su madre llorando
El niño le pregunto
Mamita que esta pasando
Y ella le constesto
Tu padre se hizo famoso
Y lloro por la emocion
De que me sirve el dinero
Bajo las rejas estoy
Viviendo como limosnero
A dios le pido perdon
Perdi lo que mas yo quiero
Por mi maldia ambicion
Escuchen este consejo
Los que le quieran entrar
Este negocio no es bueno
La bomba puede tronar
Cuando te ponen el dedo
Hasta te pueden matar
In the Headlines
A newspaper arrived home
It was delivered to my son
And seeing me on the front page
He shouted 'mommy, my daddy'
Here he is portrayed
And he looks very nice
My wife very surprised
Snatched that paper away
She couldn't believe
What was said about me
With a hundred kilos of the good stuff
I fell into the hands of the law
With this fatal news
Her heart broke
How was that honest man
Whom she fell in love with
He always lived in lies
The trafficker I am
Seeing his mother crying
The child asked her
'Mommy, what's happening?'
And she replied
'Your father became famous'
And cried out of emotion
What good is money to me
I am under bars
Living like a beggar
I ask God for forgiveness
I lost what I love the most
Due to my cursed ambition
Listen to this advice
For those who want to get into it
This business is not good
The bomb can explode
When they point the finger at you
They can even kill you