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[Chorus:] 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 [Hook:] We're electro livin' in the land of the light Everything is switched on but something don't work right Do whatever you gotta do to make it through the night But whatever you do, don't believe the hype Let's have a little natter about a couple of matters Pour me a couple 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 ya best shooter here we are now, entertain us computer [Chorus:] Young money, love money, blood money, right Letras de cancionesYour 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 [Hook:] We're electro livin' in the land of the light Everything is switched on but something don't work right Do whatever you gotta do to make it through the night But whatever you do, don't believe the hype 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 just by passing the blame on Or ramp 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 are getting fatter And the man' are as mad as a hatter The goffer or the gaffer Well bruv, I'm the latter [Chorus:] 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 [Hook:] We're electro livin' in the land of the light Election living in the land of the right Do whatever you gotta do to make it through the night But whatever you do, don't believe the hype Thing aren't what they seem, despite what they tell you Beware of the truth or it will send you to bellevue If you take a closer look and uncover the veil You will see tere just salesmen with nothing to sell you But these wags, with their fags and Cristian Dior bags Shagged and they brag and pose for lads' mags It is sad, we are sad for things we can not have But we are not sad for Baghdad [Chorus:] 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 From Letras Mania