Hernan CortesMi nombre es Hernan CortesI was the conquistador of the AztecsHaughty fellow, people said of meBut power and glory was all I could see.November 1519, I came downInto Tenochtitlan, the Aztec capital townMontezuma saw me as a GodI saw them as goldQuickly I moved to exploit them for their valuable treasureI extracted from them much more than one could measureMi nombre es Hernan CortesI was the conquistador of the AztecsYou thought victory over the Aztecs was in towBut they had something else to bestowOn the night they call La Noche TristeMy troops were beat down Their arrows and spears certainly overcameThe bullets that I sent worked to no avail BUTSmallpox helped me to trample Their frail armies, the disease took them for a sample,And by August 1521 we were able to pin them downMi nombre es Hernan CortesI was the conquistador of the AztecsI killed the Aztec empireMoney, power and glory was my desire

Smallpox(Smallpox dem nuh bad like me Dem nuhDem nuh bad like me)x2SMALLPOX! Dat me name Dem tink say Cortez kill di Aztec OH NOA after Noche Triste Mi come ciq up di land Cortez come back Wid di tlaxcalans But everybody dead by 1521ChorusIf you think say Pedro kill di IncaA NUH HimMi a di real big manKill every Inca weh deh pon di landA fi dem fault still Dem wah guh too warMe jus come een and wop dem BRAPSIncan empire was no more sarChorus