Akala - Electro Livin' lyrics

Young money, love money, blood money, right? Your money, war money, more money, right? They don't even really understand what it's like, electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light We're electro livin' in the land of the light Everything is switched on still something don't work right Do whatever you've got to do to make it through the night But what ever you do, don't believe the hype Lets have a little natter 'bout a couple of matters Pour me a cup of cha, a little bu*ter and crackers The kids are unruly, news does not fool me And if TV don't play me no more just YouTube me Hit em with electro retro meets techno Rap-rock-kid, push back the threshold So take your best shot with your best shooter Here we are now, entertain us computer Young money, love money, blood money, right? Your money, war money, more money, right? They don't even really understand what it's like, electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light We're electro livin' in the land of the light Everything is switched on still something don't work right Do whatever you've got to do to make it through the night But what ever you do, don't believe the hype They can't change what it is just by puttin' a name on Or make something art just by shovin' a frame on Or become less guilty by pa**ing the blame on Or rant with Akala, where's your brain gone I'm the rapper that's dapper No matter the chatter The illest whipper snapper From the land of sausage and batter We're fat and gettin' fatter And the man are mad as a hatter The gofer or gaffer? Well, bruv I'm the latter Young money, love money, blood money, right? Your money, war money, more money, right? They don't even really understand what it's like, electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light We're electro livin' in the land of the light Election riggin' in the land of the right Do what ever you've got to do to make it through the night But what ever you do, don't believe the hype Things are what they seem Despite what they tell you Beware of the truth or they'll send you to Bellevue If you take a closer look and uncover the veil You will see they're just salesmen with nothing to sell you With these wags with their f*gs And christian dior bags Shag and they brag and pose for lads mags It is sad we are sad for things we cannot have But we are not sad for Baghdad Young money, love money, blood money, right? Your money, war money, more money, right? They don't even really understand what it's like, electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light Electro livin' Electro livin' in the land of the light