Akala Lyrics
"Electro Livin'"
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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 butter 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 passing 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 fags
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
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 butter 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 passing 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 fags
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
This song is from the album "Freedom Lasso".