El Muchacho
Siempre elegante se le vio al muchacho
No perdió el estilo ni estando encerrado
Se le notaba que estaba enojado
Su mirada firme lo avían traicionado
Los que una ves comieron de su mano
La vida sigue esto aquí no acaba
Porque también ganare esta batalla
Padre querido tu sigue adelante
Cuida a mis hijos & a toda mi sangre
Y madre yo ati ya quisiera abrazarte
Disque del gobierno y eran de mi gente
Y agentes de la dea yo fui su jefe
Les quite el hambre por muchos años
Y aunque estaban llenos me traicionaron
Pero también pagaran su pecado
& hay le va para toda mi gente de puritito
Culiacán Sinaloa y que siga la mata dando plebes
Ajajayyyy
Me duele mucho estar encerrado
Pero mas me duele no estar a tu lado
Ati Vicentito de veras te extraño
Y allá desde el cielo tu me estas cuidando
Y aunque ya no estés hijo yo te amo
Siempre desde niño admire a mi padre
Por ser tan humilde también respetable
Hermanos queridos cuiden siempre al viejo
Abrásenlo mucho por que yo no puedo
& siempre recuerden lo mucho que los quiero
Rancho en puerto rico en mi yo te llevo
También el salado pronto nos veremos
Y a toda mi gente ténganlo presente
Que dios los bendiga y nos cuide siempre
Reciban de aquí saludos de Vicente..
The Boy
Always elegant was seen the boy
Didn't lose his style even when locked up
It was noticeable he was angry
His firm gaze had betrayed him
Those who once ate from his hand
Life goes on, it doesn't end here
Because I will also win this battle
Beloved father, you keep going
Take care of my kids & all my blood
And mother, I wish I could hug you
Said they were from the government and were my people
And DEA agents, I was their boss
I took away their hunger for many years
And even though they were full, they betrayed me
But they will also pay for their sin
And here it goes for all my people from the heart
Culiacán Sinaloa and let the killing continue, folks
Ajajayyyy
It hurts a lot to be locked up
But it hurts even more not to be by your side
To you, little Vincent, I really miss you
And up there in heaven, you are watching over me
And even though you're not here, son, I love you
Since I was a child, I admired my father
For being so humble and respectable too
Beloved brothers, always take care of the old man
Hug him a lot because I can't
& always remember how much I love you
Ranch in Puerto Rico, I take you with me
Also El Salado, we'll see each other soon
And to all my people, keep it in mind
May God bless you and always watch over us
Receive greetings from Vicente from here.