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Reflections of a beaten man
Now I obey the May rules
The sixth sense on
That's why I look, to be warned
I don't kill innocents
I walk forward
Peña ; I am the 20th
Frequent practice, I prepare my people
I walk to my beloved town
My ranch in Italy to give me a break
Levels, equipment & ranks, luxuries and manners like a Sicilian
My boss the Godfather
With Juancho and Nachito
Guzman; El Chapito >I do not know voices that can tell them
I eat their souls & I am not a magician
Present witnesses of the judgment
Sentences of the dead I apply
I hate the enemies
Those who They steal, I have a punishment for them
20 commandments the friend handles
Now that it's become fashionable
Killing for money
Disrespect
They apply restrictions, changes & reactions to me , the corporations
Rings of steel
Take care of the terrain
Pressure on the government
I am the lieutenant, I am waiting for you here
Sinister, active, perfect
Those devices made me a teacher
The mountains, its seas, my ranch
Nayarit my state to be more correct
My children, family
My people, offices
Accounts, merchandise
Mr. Zambada is appreciated & esteemed
The last shadow now they have nicknamed me
Well when I appear I make them stupid
My fingers, my hands, seeing them when I kill them
I do not know voices that can tell them
I eat their souls & I am not a magician
Present witnesses of the judgment
Sentences of the dead I apply
I hate the enemies
Those who steal I have a punishment for you
20 commandments the friend handles