Dwa Sławy – Ciężki zawód (Gettin’ Money) English Lyrics 

*There’s a lot of word-play so I created two versions of this translaton. Second one (with annotations) is available here: lyricstranslate.com/en/ciężki-zawód-gettin-money-hard-profession.html

[Cuts]
Too much money, ain’t enough money. (DJ Khaled – I’m on one)
Cash rules everything around me. (Fat Joe ft. Wiz Khalifa, Teyana Taylor – Ballin’)
If you ain’t getting money you from round me.
What I’m doing? Getting money. (Lil Wayne ft. Birdman – Stuntin’ like my daddy)

[First Verse – Astek]
Sometimes I realize we’re wasting our lives at work
and I’m flying into a rage
I need to make both ends meet
but sometimes I see myself in a completely different line of business.
Me distributing leaflets? You’re joking, right?
I’d rather hang myself.
I won’t be teaching English in secondary school for peanuts.
Shove it up your arse!
I can be a professional rapper, check me out.
Speeding ups and hashtags, a hurdle race. (hashtag icon resembles a hurdle)
#Babysitter. Ace!
I’ll look out after your daughter #Jarek Kondrat.
(It’s a reference to a Polish actor – Marek Kondrat who married his friend’s daughter. The age difference between the couple is 40 years, hence “babysitter” )
The need to get recognition is getting stronger and stronger.
I deserve that paper so I won’t give up.
“I’ve got a little something for you. Count it.”
I’d like to hear it from Marek Dulewicz each time I see him.
(Marek Dulewicz is the owner of “Embryo Nagrania” label, where guys are recording.)

[Chorus]
Tell me now what’s gonna happen to us?
Some of us left school while others are standing in front of
a school building (for instance, selling drugs)
It doesn’t matter what’s our profession.
What I’m doing? Getting money.

[Second Verse: Radosny]
I’m a probationer and I feel like no one gives a fuck about me.
I’m “pounding that meat of yours” (fucking her) like a cook
and cheating is my pièce de résistance.
You look cute together
but I’m gon’ “saw through your love lock” (destroy their relationship) like a locksmith.
Sometimes it’s quiet when I work the door
but usually I have to whoop someone’s ass.
Shitty beginning but we’re going to make good our losses.
Slip (part of form) is for me #postman.
(He can also be talkin’ about small change that usually grannies give to a postman when he brings them pension money. )
I’ll drink till the last drop whatever you’ll give me like a taster.
It’s sad. Once again, I’m having a drop of the hard stuff
I was a looking after children during holiday camps
but I fucked off from there like Ostry.
[Ostry/O.S.T.R is a Polish rapper who was once a member of a group called “Obóz TA ” (Camp TA) but their paths diverged and now he’s a solo artist. ]
I don’t know where you’re getting money for new clothes from
but you won’t milk me. Go look for a sucker/sugar daddy somewhere else.

Part of the annotations comes from: genius.com/Dwa-sawy-ciezki-zawod-gettin-money-lyrics/

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