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Oh glorious base

of what is left

don't want to wasted

can not be processed

into cocaine

Oh mighty taste

oh cocaine paste

I want to have it

don't care my disgrace

and sell my soul

just to get waste

to get waste

Chorus

I'm bazuquero

I live for this paste

destroying my brain

to get more waste

Glorious bazuco

I want it in my veins

Will sell my toilet

my windows and tiles

don't have any values

to live this life

only getting high