Panika - Edo Maajka

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Medijska je gimnastika

Bacaju sumnju to je taktika

Svaka ideja ima ratnika pa kažem

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Po zidu samo mržnja, svastika

To nije život, to je plastika

Loša vremena su za radnika

Ne trebaju im radnici, trebaju im borci panika da ubija čak i kad su i ćorci

Sve kupuju novci, mediji su k’o stronciji zrače te i prozom, dok sloboda je u

boci

Boca i sloboda za većinu k’o i voda

Popizd' nepoželjnih novinara

Faksaju sa broda

Stavi joda na rane, raspodjeli zabrane nahrani sarane, neposluh na sahrane

Jarane, daj mi kampanje

Nek počne laganje, nek počne farbanje

Silovanje, bilo otima sa svakoga koraka

Na skupu kad me čuju

Da se odma smrznu od straha

Daj im graha, prvo koja da pucaju od zdravlja

Uči povijest, to je važno

Jer jučer se ponavlja

Generacija obnavlja, a malo uči gradivo slobodu kad režu, režu je naživo

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Medijska je gimnastika

Bacaju sumnju to je taktika

Svaka ideja ima ratnika pa kažem

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Po zidu samo mržnja, svastika

To nije život, to je plastika

Loša vremena su za radnika

Panika raste, pa raste i nervoza

Palicom po glavi, ne to nije simbioza

Većini treba posla, a ne medijska nervoza čuvaj svoju dušu, vlada duševna ciroza

Ispiti su blizu, plave koverte su spremne dobro došli u doba nize stručne spreme

Bit' će super za kriminal, al' jebeno za žene

To panika naciju pretvara u lokalno pleme

Panika je, nema koncetracije, ni mira

Kad počne pucat, jednostavno ne zna

U šta cilja kad počne pričat

Jednostavno ne zna u šta dira

Panika je, sezone su pucanja čireva

Ljudi pucaju k’o kokice i slabo mole

U biti dosta mole, al' se nimalo ne vole

Oće sile, pune brikera ili oćeš možda troje šta god se igr’o, dočekaju te na

vole

Panika

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Medijska je gimnastika

Bacaju sumnju to je taktika

Svaka ideja ima ratnika pa kažem

Pa, pa, pa, pa panika

Po zidu samo mržnja, svastika

To nije život, to je plastika

Loša vremena su za radnika

Well, well, well, panic

Media is gymnastics

They doubt it is a tactic

Every idea has a warrior so I say

Well, well, well, panic

On the wall only hatred, swastika

It's not life, it's plastic

Bad times are for the worker

They don't need workers, they need panic fighters to kill even when they are dead

Money buys everything, the media radiates like strontium and prose, while freedom is in

bottles

Bottle and freedom for most like water

Popizd 'undesirable journalists

They fax from the ship

Put iodine on wounds, distribute prohibitions on feeding carp, disobedience on funerals

Dude, give me the campaign

Let him start lying, let him start painting

Rape, any kidnapping at every turn

At a meeting when they hear me

To freeze immediately from fear

Give them beans, the first to shoot for health

Learning history is important

Because it repeats itself yesterday

Generation renews, and little material learns freedom when they cut, they cut it alive

Well, well, well, panic

Media is gymnastics

They doubt it is a tactic

Every idea has a warrior so I say

Well, well, well, panic

On the wall only hatred, swastika

It's not life, it's plastic

Bad times are for the worker

Panic grows, so does nervousness

With a stick to the head, no it's not a symbiosis

Most people need work, not media nervousness, save your soul, mental cirrhosis reigns

Exams are close, blue envelopes are ready to be welcomed in an age of lower education

It'll be great for crime, but fucking for women

This panic turns the nation into a local tribe

There is panic, no concentration, no peace

When he starts shooting, he just doesn’t know

What is his goal when he starts talking?

He just doesn't know what he's touching

It's panic, the seasons are bursting with ulcers

People shoot like popcorn and pray poorly

In fact, they pray a lot, but they don't like each other at all

They want forces, full of brikers or maybe three people, no matter what they play, they will welcome you to

will

Panic

Well, well, well, panic

Media is gymnastics

They doubt it is a tactic

Every idea has a warrior so I say

Well, well, well, panic

On the wall only hatred, swastika

It's not life, it's plastic

Bad times are for the worker