Javier Y Su Artilleria Pesada Rosas me dicen el jabon

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They call me soap and it's a pleasure to greet you
here I come to introduce myself, I humbly give my hand
I continue to fight them because it is fair and necessary
fighting because of how short I am to new people.
on the shore with the weros there are many who have been lying
in walnut trees and Agua Prieta we have already set up a relax
in a truck combo along the boulevard passing
receiving visitors with my uncle on 04
fighting between the hills the mission was complicated
and may God always bless the life of that man
who already gave us life back to die of hunger
I rang the bell at San Pedro but he never opened it
let there be no doubt that when someone has a star
if that day you don't get the bullets they also respect
I'm going to die on the line and shoot until I die
greetings to Navajo and up to the new people

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