Facebook - Edo Maajka

Facebook mi je oteo jarane

Raja hoce mrezu ne mora bit' ni hrane

Kad zavrse sa poslom trce kuci na ekrane

Da se podjele na nacije i partizane

Interent mu oteo jarane

Niko nema stava svi su stavovi sa strane

Gube dane komentirajuci tudje mane

Nace i na zabama dlake trazit ce ih na tenane

Facebook mu sjebao obitelj

Tata video da duva i da radi grafite

Mama vidila da tata bari neko dite

Tata ispucao je samarima ruke mu bride

Eno ih na portalu na tapeti

Postali su trazeni k’o imuniteti

Zasto su bitni vazni niko ne moz' da se sjeti

Al' ekipa ce me smorit s njima 8 hefti

Kazem ti

Facebook mi je oteo jarane

Poceli su dirati ekrane (sexi)

Ako zelim s njima pricat

Moram pocet i ja dirat (touch)

Svoj touch screen s procesorom

Dobar je Fejs, drug otac i majka

Daje smisao zivota, sve pomocu jednog lajka

OOtvara mi se cakra, bolji od meda i trava

Dopamina puna glava kad me neko odobrava

To je on-line Buda, od covjeka pravi cuda

Na ulici bio picka, al' na Fejsu ima muda

Prati me bilo kuda k’o ekipa iz hood-a

Jucer sam srusio vladu, sta kazes na to bruda

Sta kazes na to, ovde nema Rusija ni NATO

Prividna sloboda haj ponesi jedan sator

Virtualni komad zemlje, napustit cu nase blato

Virtualno ko te jebe, realno zavrsi ratom

Istina nije vazna, vazna je paznja

Nije bitno da l' je lajk, laz il' je blamaza

Glupost je vjecna, nema tu reciklaza

Paznja, paznja, sad ce janje s raznja

Moj touch screen s procesorom

Tako fensi, tako sexy

Moj touch screen s procesorom

Prsti klize, ona pita dje si

Moj touch screen s procesorom

Preko njega da ti vidim status

Moj touch screen s procesorom

Prvo u mozak onda u anus

Facebook kidnapped my friend

Raja wants the web, there doesn't have to be food

When they're done, they run home to the screens

To be divided into nations and partisans

The Internet kidnapped him

Nobody has an attitude, everyone has an attitude from the side

They waste their days commenting on other people's flaws

They will find hair on their toes and will look for them on their skin

Facebook fucked up his family

Dad saw him blowing and doing the graffiti

Mom saw Dad looking for a child

Dad shot his bridesmaid's hands

There they are on the portal on the wallpaper

They have become sought after as immunities

Nobody can remember why they are important

But the team will tire me with 8 hefts

I am telling you

Facebook kidnapped my friend

They started touching screens (sexy)

If I want to talk to them

I have to start and I touch

Its a touch screen with a processor

Facebook is good, another father and mother

It gives meaning to life, all with the help of one like

My chakra opens up, better than honey and grass

Dopamine's head is full when someone approves of me

It is an online Buddha, making miracles out of man

There was a pussy on the street, but there are balls on Facebook

Follow me anywhere like a hood team

Yesterday I overthrew the government, what do you say to that dirt

What do you say to that, there is no Russia or NATO here

Apparent freedom, let's take a tent

A virtual piece of land, I will leave our mud

Virtually who fucks you, realistically ends in war

Truth is not important, attention is important

It doesn't matter if he is a liar, a liar or a disgrace

Stupidity is eternal, there is no recycling

Attention, attention, now the lamb will come out of nowhere

My touch screen with processor

So fancy, so sexy

My touch screen with processor

Fingers slip, she asks where you are

My touch screen with processor

Through him to see your status

My touch screen with processor

First to the brain then to the anus