Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Por la Puerta Grande , by - Khan. Release date: 20.03.2019
Song language: Spanish
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Por la Puerta Grande , by - Khan. Por la Puerta Grande(original) |
| No fue por mi carrera ni por nada |
| Estaba bien conmigo e hice lo que me dió la gana |
| Me sentía grande niño, había tanto que me guardaba |
| Pero nunca supe bien cómo tratarme con la fama |
| Recuerdo mis canciones, decían «tú les ganas» |
| «esta música es tu don, te estás comiendo el panorama» |
| Yo escribiendo temas día tras día para matar mis dramas |
| Pero ellos podían dormir porque era yo quien los tragaba |
| Ahí fuera te quieren sólo cuando eres alguien |
| Nunca vendí mi música aunque a mí puedan comprarme |
| Se sacian con mi drama, vienen a chupar mi sangre |
| Me lanzan a los perros cuando no hay na' que sacarme |
| No creo en nadie, mi música es mi guerra |
| Mi motivo en la vida, ella es mi sitio en la tierra |
| No haré lo que me pidan porque esta mierda no es vuestra |
| Que le follen a Venom, Cullinan y lo que venga |
| Vivo en mi historia, ni jueces ni sentencia |
| Alejao' de los falsos que vienen por conveniencia |
| Se les cayó la nube, vieron mi autoindependencia |
| Antes me muero de hambre que hacer música de mierda |
| Antes me muero de sed que a vuestro lado |
| Mi música y yo: Loco pero enamorado |
| Muy pocos apostaron por mí, por eso gano |
| Y no sigo el rebaño así que a ver dónde llegamos |
| Esos artistas me suenan vacíos |
| Nunca entendí el por qué hasta que yo superé lo mío |
| Tuve que entender que no puedo seguir siendo tan frío |
| Y quería salir de mi molde por que yo también sonrío |
| Por que yo también me quiero |
| Piensan que yo he cambiado pero en la puta vida me conocieron |
| Aunque a pesar de todo, pobres chicos están ciegos |
| Siempre tuve un demonio en mis hombros y jamás lo vieron |
| Esta es mi historia chico, no hay quien la manche |
| Kilómetros en coches y noches interminables |
| No dejo que descansen |
| El cielo se me queda muy pequeño para un sueño tan gigante |
| Me parte saber que los mejores se cuestionan |
| Egoísta de mi música, me mata saber que salva personas |
| Y esos fieles que se fueron no son nada, que les jodan |
| Porque sé que el día que vuelva será para traerme la corona |
| Me hice una cárcel, que le follan al dolar |
| Cuando lo haces por arte qué mas dá a quien decepcionas |
| Yo escribo por matar mis horas y no por dar luz a tu pena |
| Estás solo, soy yo quien se marcha ahora |
| Fueron mi cadena, mi jaula, vozal, mi paz, mi vida entera |
| Vi jugar mi daño, hacer lo que me llena |
| Ni sacar de aquí el dolor que es mucho y más me queda |
| Pero sé que sin hacerlo escribiendo no habría manera |
| No me habría conocido sin un micro |
| Agradezco que esta mierda nos haya ayudado a sentirnos |
| Me guié por esos buitres y ahora míranos, destruídos |
| Este es el adiós de mi odio, no volveré a compartirlo |
| Se creen que me controlan cómo quieran |
| No es mi música, es mi vida con quien juegan |
| No hay nada que les deba, caras desagradecidas |
| Te dije que septiembre siempre traía despedidas |
| Big K |
| (translation) |
| It wasn't because of my career or anything |
| It was fine with me and I did what I wanted |
| I felt great boy, there was so much that I kept |
| But I never really knew how to deal with fame |
| I remember my songs, they said "you beat them" |
| “this music is your gift, you are eating the panorama” |
| Me writing songs day after day to kill my dramas |
| But they could sleep because I was the one who swallowed them |
| Out there they love you only when you're someone |
| I never sold my music even though they can buy me |
| They get satiated with my drama, they come to suck my blood |
| They throw me to the dogs when there is nothing to get out of me |
| I don't believe in anyone, my music is my war |
| My reason in life, she is my place on earth |
| I won't do what they ask me cause this shit ain't yours |
| Fuck Venom, Cullinan and whatever comes |
| I live in my story, neither judges nor sentence |
| Stay away from the false ones who come for convenience |
| They dropped the cloud, they saw my self-independence |
| I'd rather starve than make shitty music |
| Before I die of thirst than by your side |
| My music and me: Crazy but in love |
| Very few bet on me, that's why I win |
| And I don't follow the herd so let's see where we get |
| Those artists sound empty to me |
| I never understood why until I got over mine |
| I had to understand that I can't keep being so cold |
| And I wanted to get out of my mold because I smile too |
| because I love myself too |
| They think that I have changed but in the fucking life they met me |
| Although despite everything, poor boys are blind |
| I always had a demon on my shoulders and they never saw it |
| This is my story boy, there is no one to stain it |
| Miles in cars and endless nights |
| I don't let them rest |
| The sky is too small for such a giant dream |
| It amazes me to know that the best question themselves |
| Selfish of my music, it kills me to know that it saves people |
| And those faithful who left are nothing, fuck them |
| Because I know that the day I return it will be to bring me the crown |
| I made a prison, they fuck the dollar |
| When you do it for art what does it matter who you disappoint |
| I write to kill my hours and not to give birth to your sorrow |
| You're alone, it's me who's leaving now |
| They were my chain, my cage, voice, my peace, my whole life |
| I saw play my damage, do what fills me |
| Not even get out of here the pain that is much and more remains for me |
| But I know that without doing it by writing there would be no way |
| Wouldn't have met me without a mic |
| I appreciate this shit helped us feel |
| I was guided by those vultures and now look at us, destroyed |
| This is goodbye to my hate, I won't share it again |
| They think they control me how they want |
| It's not my music, it's my life who they play with |
| There's nothing I owe you, ungrateful faces |
| I told you that September always brought goodbyes |
| Big K |
| Name | Year |
|---|---|
| DIZZY CITY ft. Tommy Strate, Khan | 2020 |
| Mala Vida | 2019 |
| Too Young | 2019 |
| Stranded ft. Steve Hillage, Dave Stewart | 2001 |