Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mala Vida, artist - Khan. Date of issue: 20.03.2019
Song language: Spanish
Mala Vida(original) |
| Mala vida es la que llevo, madre; |
| ya estoy en el juego |
| Si la envidia te come, tranqui, pronto ni nos vemos |
| Yo vivo cada día más borracho que sereno |
| Tengo la garantía de saber que soy el bueno |
| Barna no es de raper, es del crimen bandole (le, le) |
| La calle se sabe, ellos hablan sin conocer (eh, eh) |
| Lo que de mi sabes lo has visto por internet |
| Voy a dejar que hablen; |
| ojos persiguiéndome |
| Tengo condiciones, visto motivos en mis canciones |
| Ya no quiero el plato que se comen |
| Van a hacerme rico esos cabrones |
| Hatean como nadie; |
| aunque si saco algo se lo oyen (oyen) |
| Estamos en la sala dando gritos |
| Van a recordar mi historia en el barrio en el que habito |
| Monedas de oro cuando abro el pico |
| Ellos quieren mis exitos. |
| Yo no los necesito |
| Ahora estamos haciendo lo que puedo con mi mano |
| La gente no cree en esto pero, lo hará si triunfamos |
| Cerca esos putos falsos; |
| quieren ver si nos bajamos |
| Pero, estoy en ascenso casi desde que empezamos |
| Y no me echan de aquí |
| El hip hop en español es una puta y está hecha para mi |
| Big K |
| Mala vida es la que llevo, madre; |
| ya estoy en el juego |
| Si la envidia te come, tranqui, pronto ni nos vemos |
| Yo vivo cada día más borracho que sereno |
| Tengo la garantía de saber que soy el bueno |
| Y sé que amigos son falsos y quien va a cuidar mi espalda |
| Cuando ven que me caigo, veo quién tengo, quién me falta |
| Yo volví traicionado. |
| Tú, volviste a cagarla |
| Yo escribo porque vida hay una y habrá que cuidarla |
| Quedáte los billetes que yo quiero hacer historia |
| Enganchado a los grilletes de tu ausencia me moría |
| Yo 24/7 teniéndote en la memoria |
| Y tú con lo que vivimos me olvidaste en dos días |
| Ahora subo con calma, con el mundo en la palma |
| La gente dice «canta, canta, canta» |
| Yo escribo a mis fantasmas; |
| el resto da igual |
| Y veo todo tan cercano |
| Soy el uno en esta mierda aunque no estemos al mercado |
| El rap de España esta cayendo, tengo al purista (?) encerrado |
| Con los puestos entregados, con la hacienda detrás mío, haber que pierdo, |
| cuánto gano |
| Y eso no está hecho pa mí, el trono tiene mi nombre |
| Van a conocerlo todos, «B I G» |
| Mala vida es la que llevo, madre; |
| ya estoy en el juego |
| Si la envidia te come, tranqui, pronto ni nos vemos |
| Yo vivo cada día más borracho que sereno |
| Tengo la garantía de saber que soy el bueno |
| (translation) |
| Bad life is what I lead, mother; |
| I'm already in the game |
| If envy eats you, don't worry, we won't even see each other soon |
| I live every day more drunk than serene |
| I have the guarantee of knowing that I am the good one |
| Barna is not a rapper, he is a bandole crime (le, le) |
| The street is known, they speak without knowing (eh, eh) |
| What you know about me you have seen on the internet |
| I'm going to let them talk; |
| eyes chasing me |
| I have conditions, seen reasons in my songs |
| I no longer want the dish that they eat |
| Those bastards are going to make me rich |
| They hate like nobody else; |
| although if I take something out they hear it (hear it) |
| We are in the room screaming |
| They will remember my story in the neighborhood I live in |
| Gold coins when I open the beak |
| They want my hits. |
| I don't need them |
| Now we're doing what I can with my hand |
| People don't believe in this but they will if we succeed |
| Close those fucking fakes; |
| they want to see if we get off |
| But, I'm on the rise almost since we started |
| And they don't kick me out |
| Hip hop in Spanish is a bitch and it's made for me |
| Big K |
| Bad life is what I lead, mother; |
| I'm already in the game |
| If envy eats you, don't worry, we won't even see each other soon |
| I live every day more drunk than serene |
| I have the guarantee of knowing that I am the good one |
| And I know that friends are fake and who's gonna watch my back |
| When they see me fall, I see who I have, who I lack |
| I came back betrayed. |
| You screwed up again |
| I write because there is one life and we will have to take care of it |
| Keep the tickets that I want to make history |
| Hooked to the shackles of your absence I was dying |
| Me 24/7 keeping you in my memory |
| And you with what we live you forgot me in two days |
| Now I climb calmly, with the world in my palm |
| People say "sing, sing, sing" |
| I write to my ghosts; |
| the rest doesn't matter |
| And I see everything so close |
| I'm the one on this shit even though we ain't on the market |
| The rap of Spain is falling, I have the purist (?) locked up |
| With the positions delivered, with the hacienda behind me, what I lose, |
| how much do i earn |
| And that is not made for me, the throne has my name |
| They're all going to know it, "B I G" |
| Bad life is what I lead, mother; |
| I'm already in the game |
| If envy eats you, don't worry, we won't even see each other soon |
| I live every day more drunk than serene |
| I have the guarantee of knowing that I am the good one |