Vlad Dobrescu - Ce ai face? versuri traducere în engleză

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What would you do?

[Verse 1: Vlad Dobrescu]
Back when we talked about how they'd control us
It would've seemed like sci-fi that we'd slowly stop caring
That a gram of attention is more valuable than a ton of oil
And lives become miles of scrolling
You'd think everyone's lost their minds completely
Even gangsters snitching on themselves on TikTok
It's just a pacifier for grown-ups
And no one's there to set a parental lock for them
That's why you need to lift your head from the phone, it dulls your mind
Until your attention span's shorter than a fish's
You're mentally tethered to screens
Affected by fake dramas stuffing ads into your head
Fifteen minutes of fame come for everyone
When it's your turn, it calls from one of your pockets
Like, 'Psst, hey kid, looking for some likes?
Get your dopamine fix, then you'll just want more and more'
Until you're cheapening yourself for attention
Jumping from trend to trend to hit the trending tab
Where it's full of 'geniuses' and 'classy guys', right?
It's like lining up to punch a carnival machine
Tell me, how low are you willing to go to climb high?
If you bring nothing new to the table
You're not an artist you're a hypebeast
The moment someone nails a hit, bam! You’re online searching for a 'type beat'
Trying to ride the wave too, but it’s lame, I’m telling you
Better leave it to others than copy shamelessly
For the algorithm on the internet
But I step in and ask:
 

[Chorus: Vlad Dobrescu]
What would you do for fame? Would you spill all your secrets
Until there's no mystery left?
What would you do for attention? Posting tits and butts
And everyone wonders, 'What are they selling, and how much does it cost?'
What would you do for money? Coming easy from some sad folks
Willing to pay just because you exist
What would you do to blow up like NCTK or VD?
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[Verse 2: NCTK]
Like, share, follow, subscribe, for success
Show off your outfit from sneakers to hats
You're chasing clout and cash, dreaming of going viral
You don’t need a manager, just a pimp to exploit you
You're drawn to money like the moon pulls the tide
But overnight fame is temporary
You're a puppet until the strings snap
And it'll be too hard then to avoid becoming a joke
Hungry for fame, but you’re cold, it shows in your breath
I’ve got cool people following me because I still inspire
Some make unforgettable tracks and sell in bulk
But all I want is to see myself evolve
Slowly, I worry—what's happening is sad
The future is gray, and the goal is to sell yourself
Rap is full of tourists—proof is in the cringe
Three to four years max, and you’re free to go broke
You consult ChatGPT to know what opinions you 'should' have
I’ve seen plenty of money, but it hasn’t tempted me
I can’t afford to become materialistic
Easy money won’t stay under your mattress like a salary—I’m not naive
You’ll end up empty-handed without a foundation, you won’t stay relevant
 

[Chorus: Vlad Dobrescu & NCTK]
What would you do for fame? Risk it all, fight for a spot in the trends
Humiliate yourself, create chaos
What would you do for attention? Anything for likes
And a good life, greedy until it all crumbles
What would you do for money? Some crypto or stocks
You want it all with minimal effort, no sweat
What would you do to blow up like NCTK or VD?
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[Outro: NCTK, Mariana Arsene & Maria Simandi]
It's sci-fi how the internet creates stars
Mmm, what would you do for?
Mmm, what would you do for?
Mmm, what would you do for?
 




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