All Day
Branco Lyrics
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Copenhagen city, yeah, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Og der ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Og der ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Still no love, for the other side
Har du set en young shotta i noget Off White?
Da han trilled' på en bike gennem Southside
Har ligget mærk' til hans dreng ik' er outside
Og ingen af dem, bror, kan stå i vejen
For de ved, han vil dræbe og dø for sin' egn'
Men han ved de snakker tomt, når det hele vejen
Og de still no love, for the other side
Kan ik' stole på nogen, frisk jakkesæt (?)
Han kan kun stole på pistolen og gud
Og tankerne kan ik' være i hans hoved
Og der ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Og der ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Det sjovt vi smider tiden væk
Bare for at få et Rollei eller Audemars
Men fortæl mig bror, hvad fuck' er den tid værd, når de lukker din celle og din dobbeltdør?
Og hvis de vidst', hvad vi havde set
Ville de vide, hvorfor alting er alhamdulillah
For der' en mening med det hel', bror ogs' din' ar
Så lad dem aldrig tage dine håb og din glæde fra dig
Kan ik' stole på nogen, frisk jakkesæt (?)
Han kan kun stole på pistolen og gud
Og tankerne kan ik' være i hans hoved
Og de ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Og der ballade på den block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
The song "All Day" by Branco speaks on the harsh realities of growing up in Copenhagen City and the violent behavior that often accompanies it. Branco emphasizes the idea of growing up too quickly and becoming a man in just a day. The constant danger and recklessness that surrounds them every day is captured through the line "and there's trouble on the block all day." This phrase is repeated throughout the song, highlighting the volatility of the environment they are trying to navigate.
Branco also touches on the theme of loyalty and the gang mentality. He mentions how those in his crew would do anything for their "egn," or neighborhood, but how the people on the "other side" receive no love. He emphasizes the fact that the only things his friend can trust are his gun and God, as even his thoughts are not safe. Branco also mentions the idea of materialism and how people often waste their time and resources on designer clothes and watches, but in the end, those things mean nothing when they are locked up behind bars.
In essence, "All Day" delves into the complexities of growing up in a dangerous environment rife with loyalty, violence, and materialism, and the struggles that come with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Der ballade på den block all day
There's always chaos on the block all day
Copenhagen city, yeah, we don't play
In Copenhagen city, we don't mess around
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Money turned a boy into a man in just one day and made him reckless
Still no love, for the other side
There's still no love for the opposing side
Har du set en young shotta i noget Off White?
Have you seen a young shotter in some Off White?
Da han trilled' på en bike gennem Southside
As he rode his bike through Southside
Har ligget mærk' til hans dreng ik' er outside
Noticed his friend isn't around
Og ingen af dem, bror, kan stå i vejen
No one, brother, can stand in their way
For de ved, han vil dræbe og dø for sin' egn'
Because they know he will kill and die for his own
Men han ved de snakker tomt, når det hele vejen
But he knows they talk nonsense all the time
Kan ik' stole på nogen, frisk jakkesæt (?)
Can't trust anyone, even those in fresh suits (?)
Han kan kun stole på pistolen og gud
He can only trust his gun and God
Og tankerne kan ik' være i hans hoved
And thoughts can't be in his head
Det sjovt vi smider tiden væk
It's funny how we waste our time
Bare for at få et Rollei eller Audemars
Just to get a Rollei or Audemars
Men fortæl mig bror, hvad fuck' er den tid værd, når de lukker din celle og din dobbeltdør?
But tell me brother, what the hell is time worth when they lock your cell and your double door?
Og hvis de vidst', hvad vi havde set
And if they knew what we had seen
Ville de vide, hvorfor alting er alhamdulillah
They would know why everything is alhamdulillah
For der' en mening med det hel', bror ogs' din' ar
Because there's a meaning behind it all, brother, even in your scars
Så lad dem aldrig tage dine håb og din glæde fra dig
So never let them take away your hope and joy
Og de ballade på den block all day
And they cause chaos on the block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
In Copenhagen city, we don't mess around
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Money turned a boy into a man in just one day and made him reckless
Og der ballade på den block all day
There's always chaos on the block all day
Copenhagen city, we don't play
In Copenhagen city, we don't mess around
Gør en dreng til en mand på én dag, og de peng' gjord' min young blev kamikaze
Money turned a boy into a man in just one day and made him reckless
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Benjamin Cimatu, Joshua Joseph Kofi Osei Duncan, Miklo, Tobias Aldin Jensen
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