Paroles et traduction Spike - La Treabă

La Treabă

Am planuri mari de mic
Construiesc si stric
Toleranta zero, nu ma sperie nimic.
Cine a zis ca R. I. P nu stiu ce sa zic
Sa nu te bucuri daca pic,
E mai nasol cand ma ridic
Personaj fictiv, ce zic e pe dume
Stii ma cheama Paul, da' ma stii dupa alt nume (Spike)
La microfon, da-te putin mai in colo'
Un fel de trupa cu brand si cariera solo.
Hop si eu p-aici, inca nu mi-au gasit pereche
Am versuri d-alea complicate le dau floare la ureche.
Treaba d-aia veche cu intentie serioasa
Dau in ea sa sara tabla la toti dealerii in casa.
N-am plecat nicaieri, am fost aici de la inceput
Stiu ca frustatii ma stiu, da' se fac ca nu m-au vazut
Tot aici ma gasesti chiar daca-i bine sau greu
Si daca hip-hopul e mort, asta-i piesa de muzeu.
X2
M-am intors de tot inapoi la treaba
Nu mai plec nici mort, inapoi la treaba
Uite-ma-s aici, inapoi la treaba
Haterii n-au sanse, inapoi la treaba.
Am venit sa afle fraierii ca inca se poate
Printre toti superficialii cu mizerii camuflate
Standarde sub mediu si figuri imprumutate
Cu iluzii de succes, da' nu se vad de departe.
Sunt aici sa matur gunoaie, am dopuri de urechi
Voi va stoarceti de pomana, freshu' vostru ei vechi
O tin asa pana mor, acum e doar maraton
Stii cand trece curentul prin mine, frate sunt ton.
Bestial de tare, construiesc o reputatie
Vreau sa mai sustin situatia macar o generatie
Sa dea ai mei din cap pana-si rup gatul ca sticksu'
Mai clasic decat derulatul de caseta cu pixu'.
N-am venit sa stau, vezi ca ti-o iau inainte
Si n-am facut niciun pas, da-i fac pe toti din cuvinte
N-ai inteles nimic, sa-ti fie invatatura de minte
Si nu vorbesc pentru nimeni, e pentru cine se simte.
X2
Am ajuns putin cam tarziu, da' mi se rupe de restu'
Fac asta pentru mine, ma doare-n p***a ce crezi tu
Totul ca mine, cum vreau si cum imi convine
Merg inainte cu toate ca inainte era mai bine.
Drumu' asta-l stiu, am descoperit secretu'
Aparent in lumea mea sunt savantu' si profetu'
Ipocritu' drecu', fac pe prostu' si desteptu'
Vad cuvinte-n aer si le pun la milimetru.
Nu suport sa fiu in centru
Circul pe ascuns, mi-am pierdut abonamentul,
Nu stiu unde merg aici m-a lasat curentu'
Si fac ce ma taie capu', n-am citit regulamentu'.
Oau, vai da' ce calatorie
Am scanteia-n ochi, muza mea e o bujie
Care poezie? Asta-i mult mai mult de-un hobby
Pun suflet in ce fac, d-aia cand ma vezi sunt zombie.

The Hustle

I've had big plans since I was young,
Building and breaking things down.
Zero tolerance, nothing scares me.
Whoever said R.I.P., I don't know what to say,
Don't get happy if I fall,
It's worse when I rise again.
Fictional character, what I say is fading,
You know my name is Paul, but you know me by another name (Spike).
At the microphone, step aside a bit,
Kind of like a band with a brand and a solo career.
Here I am too, they haven't found my match yet,
I have those complicated verses, I whisper them in your ear.
That old thing with serious intention,
I hit it so hard the table jumps for all the dealers in the house.
I haven't gone anywhere, I've been here from the beginning,
I know the frustrated ones know me, but they pretend they haven't seen me.
You'll still find me here, whether it's good or bad,
And if hip-hop is dead, this is a museum piece.
X2
I'm back to the hustle,
I'm not leaving even if I'm dead, back to the hustle,
Here I am, back to the hustle,
Haters have no chance, back to the hustle.
I came to let the suckers know it's still possible,
Among all the superficial ones with their camouflaged miseries,
Sub-par standards and borrowed looks,
With illusions of success, but they can't be seen from afar.
I'm here to sweep away the garbage, I have earplugs,
You're squeezing yourselves in vain, your freshness is stale,
I'll keep it up till I die, now it's just a marathon,
You know when the current runs through me, brother, I'm in tune.
Beastly strong, building a reputation,
I want to support the situation for at least a generation,
For my people to headbang until their necks break like sticks,
More classic than rewinding a cassette with a pen.
I didn't come to stay put, see, I'm getting ahead of you,
And I haven't taken a single step, but I'm making everyone move with words,
You didn't understand anything, let this be a lesson to you,
And I'm not speaking for anyone, it's for whoever feels it.
X2
I arrived a bit late, but I don't give a damn about the rest,
I do this for myself, I don't give a f*** what you think,
Everything my way, how I want it and how it suits me,
I move forward even though it was better before.
I know this path, I discovered the secret,
Apparently in my world, I'm the scholar and the prophet,
The damn hypocrite, I play the fool and the wise man,
I see words in the air and I place them to the millimeter.
I can't stand being in the center,
I'm hiding in plain sight, I lost my subscription,
I don't know where I'm going, the current left me here,
And I do what comes to mind, I haven't read the rules.
Wow, what a journey,
I have a spark in my eye, my muse is a spark plug,
What poetry? This is much more than a hobby,
I put my soul into what I do, that's why when you see me, I'm a zombie.