Lyrics and translation Eco feat. MC Ollie - Treo

Treo

Magen af bræk, hovedpine
Tredje dag i træk, men det′ rutine
Hvor fuck er min treo henn'?
Skyl den ned, så jeg tilbage igen
Og det′ hver eneste dag, arh fuck, her får vi aldrig nok
Det' uden at se tilbag', vi står i baren til vi går bankerot
Så penge der′ tjent i dag, de′ væk i morgen, det' et paradoks
Men fuck at spar′ lidt op, si'r til bartenderen "fuck os bare lidt op"
Så stik mig lige den der whiskey please, ja sådan der, sådan der, lige præcis
For jeg har savet mig ned i timevis og det fucker med systemet ligesom Wikileaks
For en time siden der var jeg bawling ligesom Simon Spies
Nu′ jeg fallen som Alicia Keys
Og hvis jeg støder ind i en af mine ekskærester
Så fortæller jeg at jeg' blevet voksen, jeg står bare og netværker
Og hvis hun spørger hvor mit liv det peger hen af:
5A hjemad, næst′ dag, gentag, 5A hjemad, næst' dag gentag, fuck!

For jeg på trejde dag i træk, og jeg burd' ikk′ ku′ klar' det mer′
Men det' så svært at lukk′ et øj', når man ser li′ hva' vi ser
Og vi prøved' at blive voksne men pludselig så stod vi her
Så det bli′r det ikk′ i dag... nej, det bliver ikk' i dag
Og jeg motherfuckin′ tilba' nu - har li′ poppet en Treo
Kan ikk' hør′ jer mer', hva' sa′ du? Undskyld... Hva′ sa' du!?
For først sagde de jeg ikk′ sku ta' ud igen, nu si′r de jeg burd' ta′ hjem
Men det bli'r det ikk' i dag... nej, det bliver ikk′ i dag

Min mamma spø′r altid hvor læng' jeg ka′ hold' til det her
Men jeg kan ikk′ hør' hend′ mer'... for jeg rykker så hårdt med mit hold til det her
Og jeg har li' poppet en Treo, så selvom jeg ved at jeg nok sku′ la′ vær'
Er vi på banen igen... og de her hold de′ fucking unfair
Og jeg ka' stadig mærk′ mit ho'd sejl, i dag gider jeg ikk′ spill' good guy
Det første shot er ved at gi' mig pulstegn, så nu′ der′ ikk' rigtig nogen anden udvej... uh nej!
For nu vi ind′ i centrum det' motherfuckin′ "bullseye"!
Jeg har været herind' så læng′ at jeg burd' betal' huslej′!
Og jeg tvivler en del, kære fader, men jeg bærer ingen spor af skam
Og jeg tror ikk′ på så meget for tiden, men den her solnedgang den er min rosenkrans
Og hvis du så præcis li' hva′ jeg så, kære fader, havd' du gjort det samm′
Bare tabletterne i vandet, to ad gang'n, så benzin på broen – og så la′ lortet brænd'!
Og så' jeg motherfucking′ tilba′ nu, har snart drukket så længe at det bli'r retro
Høj cigarføring som Fidel Castro, så de ka′ slikk' på min sko ligesom Fat Joe
Og hvis det dræber mig en dag? Tjo, så oversprøjt mig med Eau de Toilette fra Dior
Så jeg′ klar til at ramme byen når jeg genopstår

For jeg på trejde dag i træk, og jeg burd' ikk′ ku' klar' det mer′
Men det′ så svært at lukk' et øj′, når man ser li' hva′ vi ser
Og vi prøved' at blive voksne men pludselig så stod vi her
Så det bli′r det ikk' i dag... nej, det bliver ikk' i dag
Og jeg motherfuckin′ tilba′ nu - har li' poppet en Treo
Kan ikk′ hør' jer mer′, hva' sa′ du? Undskyld... Hva' sa' du!?
For først sagde de jeg ikk′ sku ta′ ud igen, nu si'r de jeg burd′ ta' hjem
Men det bli′r det ikk' i dag... nej, det bliver ikk′ i dag

Treo

Stomach from vomiting, headache
Third day in a row, but it's routine
Where the fuck is my Treo, baby?
Wash it down, so I'm back again
And it's every single day, ah fuck, we never get enough
Without looking back, we're at the bar till we go bankrupt
So the money earned today, gone tomorrow, it's a paradox
But fuck saving up, tell the bartender, "fuck us up a bit"
So give me that whiskey please, yeah like that, like that, just right
Cause I've been sawing myself down for hours and it fucks with the system like Wikileaks
An hour ago I was bawling like Simon Spies
Now I'm fallen like Alicia Keys
And if I bump into one of my ex-girlfriends
I'll tell her that I've grown up, I'm just networking
And if she asks where my life is headed:
5AM home, next day repeat, 5AM home, next day repeat, fuck!

Cause I'm on the third day in a row, and I shouldn't be able to handle it anymore
But it's so hard to close an eye when you see what we see
And we tried to become adults but suddenly we were standing here
So it won't be today... no, it won't be today
And I'm motherfuckin' back now - just popped a Treo
Can't hear you anymore, what did you say? Excuse me... What did you say!?
First they said I shouldn't go out again, now they're saying I should go home
But it won't be today... no, it won't be today

My mom always asks how long I can handle this
But I can't hear her anymore... cause I'm moving so hard with my team on this
And I just popped a Treo, so even though I know I probably should
We're back on track... and these teams are fucking unfair
And I can still feel my head spinning, today I don't feel like playing the good guy
The first shot is giving me palpitations, so now there's no other way... uh no!
Cause now we're in the center, it's motherfuckin' "bullseye"!
I've been here so long I should be paying rent!
And I doubt a lot, dear father, but I bear no trace of shame
And I don't believe in much these days, but this sunset is my rosary
And if you saw exactly what I saw, dear father, would you have done the same
Just the pills in the water, two at a time, then gasoline on the bridge - and let the shit burn!
And I'm motherfucking back now, been drinking so long it's becoming retro
High cigar consumption like Fidel Castro, so they can lick my shoes like Fat Joe
And if it kills me one day? Well, then spray me with Eau de Toilette from Dior
So I'm ready to hit the city when I'm resurrected

Cause I'm on the third day in a row, and I shouldn't be able to handle it anymore
But it's so hard to close an eye when you see what we see
And we tried to become adults but suddenly we were standing here
So it won't be today... no, it won't be today
And I'm motherfuckin' back now - just popped a Treo
Can't hear you anymore, what did you say? Excuse me... What did you say!?
First they said I shouldn't go out again, now they're saying I should go home
But it won't be today... no, it won't be today