I don't care where they come from,
and if they attack our square,
whether there are 20 or 40,
and I return them with bullets,
my team is always at its best,
I bring an altered life...
they just take a pass,
while they have order and command,
they roll up their sleeves to anyone,
they are fast and they are bad,
their style of execution,
torture and cutting pieces...
they call it the Taliban,
because of the way of killing,
just giving it the green light,
the He locates where he is,
and cuts off their heads,
that's why he is where he is...
he takes care of a child every day,
he has earned trust,
day and night he watches,
they are 24 hours a day,
he only sleeps two three,
and his pomegranates for pillows...
recommended he arrives,
then then later filled spaces,
giving orders and mastery,
to those who were starting,
just killing the first,
the rest fall only into the hoop...
Spanish speaking very little,
but the mafia understands him,
with R-15 in hand,
the Taliban serves them,
their daily school was war,
their certified death,
his pencil was a bazooka,
they will already know what they are up to.