 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Por la Puerta Grande , by - Khan.
 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.
 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 |