I am from the Torres, I am Manuel Torres
They call me Ondeado, also M1
They call me 14, my access code
The company MZ, to which I belong
Javier is my brother, we are from the Llanos
I live in Culiacan, also the Salado
We are of the shield, of attack and armed
We are of the race, the people of Mayo
My chest is wounded, it continues to bleed
But I survive, and I will continue fighting
There are many reasons, and a lot of work
To remain active, to remain in command
I continue to plan , night and day
Getting out of the way, everything that gets in the way
I continue working, with all my men
I continue annihilating contras and traitors
I clean files, which I have filed
I collect the earrings, that is my job
I take my time, for this calmly
But make no mistake, I am well waved
I have my friends, also enemies
br/>I have my contract, which has not expired
With my own hands, I cut them with a knife
With the same I cut, what I have eaten
I carry in my head, a good plan of attack
Men with breastplates, horns and armor
I push hard, my tip sharp
I torture without shame, with a lot of courage
I'm not traumatized, I'm letting off steam
I charge my way, in a different way
My fire burns them, their life is gone
They claim that I am an expert in cutlery
There is blood on my hands, and I do not apologize
br/>I serve the company, like the M1
The passage of time has taken many away
If you don't understand it, I will gladly explain it to you
Anyone who has complaints, I ventilation to order
To those who have doubts, we give reports
Those who have appointments, then report to them
To the offices of Don Manuel Torres

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