Lyrics like these are the norm now a days.
MANUEL TORRES FELIX
Everything's been said, everything's been written
Everyone knows everything, what else can I tell you?
Manuel Torres Felix, drugged-out and a badass
Son of Los Llanos and of El Cajoncito
Even Pancho Villa executed people
Let alone inconvenient people, traitors and cowards
Even though I'm not Villa, I am also brave
And when they look for me,
I search for them, I find them, I pick them up, I torture them, I execute them and I bury them with a quickness
I wasn't a bad person, those dogs made me
I was a peasant and also a rancher
When they killed "Tachio" they didn't know what they did
They wanted to see the Devil and that's what they got
Beloved son of mine, now you're just a memory
An accordion is lonely without his owner
But the culprits are now in the fire
I sent them without eyes, without legs, without arms, in many pieces, straight to hell
Last minute news screamed the newspaper
Manuel against soldiers, bloody confrontation
We saw our faces in combat
When I had them surrounded, they didn't want to fight
Compadre, brother and friend Javier
Even though I miss you now, soon I will see you
Your people await for your return, and so does your throne
Greetings from El Chapo, El Mayo, Gonzalo and Los Antrax to the great JT
some verses repeat
In another song written for Manuel Torres Felix, a verse says:
With one leg, pressed against his chest
With one hand he grabbed his hair
On the other hand he had a knife
He decapitated him, cut his neck
He left a message beside his body
That for him, respect to all children
Pictures of Manuel Torres Felix
MANUEL TORRES FELIX
Everything's been said, everything's been written
Everyone knows everything, what else can I tell you?
Manuel Torres Felix, drugged-out and a badass
Son of Los Llanos and of El Cajoncito
Even Pancho Villa executed people
Let alone inconvenient people, traitors and cowards
Even though I'm not Villa, I am also brave
And when they look for me,
I search for them, I find them, I pick them up, I torture them, I execute them and I bury them with a quickness
I wasn't a bad person, those dogs made me
I was a peasant and also a rancher
When they killed "Tachio" they didn't know what they did
They wanted to see the Devil and that's what they got
Beloved son of mine, now you're just a memory
An accordion is lonely without his owner
But the culprits are now in the fire
I sent them without eyes, without legs, without arms, in many pieces, straight to hell
Last minute news screamed the newspaper
Manuel against soldiers, bloody confrontation
We saw our faces in combat
When I had them surrounded, they didn't want to fight
Compadre, brother and friend Javier
Even though I miss you now, soon I will see you
Your people await for your return, and so does your throne
Greetings from El Chapo, El Mayo, Gonzalo and Los Antrax to the great JT
some verses repeat
In another song written for Manuel Torres Felix, a verse says:
With one leg, pressed against his chest
With one hand he grabbed his hair
On the other hand he had a knife
He decapitated him, cut his neck
He left a message beside his body
That for him, respect to all children
Pictures of Manuel Torres Felix
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