Electro Livin - Akala

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 living in the land of the light

Electro living

Electro living in the land of the light

Electro living

Electro living in the land of the light

We’re electro living in the land of the light

Everything is switched on still something don’t work right

Do what ever you got to do to make it through the night

But whatever you do don’t believe the hype

Lets have a little natter about a couple of matters

Pour me a cuppa' cha a little butter an 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 you best shooter

Here we are now, entertain us computer

They can’t change what it is just by putting a name on

Or make something art just by shoving a frame on

Or become less guilty by passing the blame on

Or ramp with Akala where’s you brain gone

I’m the rapper that’s dapper

No matter the chatter

The illest whipper snapper

From the land of sausage and batter

Where fat are getting fatter

And the man them mad as a hatter

The goffer or the gaffer

Well bruv I’m the latter

We’re electro living in the land of the light

Election rigging in the land of the right

Do what ever you gotta' 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 it’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

But these wags with there 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