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Mykal Daley AKA Inaka Prince

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My name is Inaka Prince
I come from the Countryside
I don't know about those city lights
We sit under these stars at night
I don't see skyscrapers
Endless green in every direction
So don't get it twisted it's chill
Jam in the car park, Kotch on the hill
A couple man carry sticks that are making it awkward to walk
There's a gypsy camp by the train tracks where you better just watch how you talk
I'm stumbling home all fucked up and some man they look for a war
But allow all the aggro, I'm just a human being, What's with all the violence?
This ain't no Peaky Blinders
Me and my boy just sipping some cider
While another girls getting knocked up
I'm in the pub but not a regular
You weren't built for this country life
Mud, rain, snow and the hail
I'm taking a fresh view at life
Munching shrooms behind hay bails
Night time it's cold and it's nippy
Selling bags out the back of the chippy
Old slabs of brick with the 2 tone
Late night smoking the home grown
My boy hit those winding roads at 60
I'm rolling a Bob Marley
When we set it off we give no fucks we beg no pardons
I'm that country slice
I'm just trying to live it right
Paralysed underneath those orange lights
I hear voices calling me from the other side
Don't think twice disappear into the night
My name is Inaka
Prince
But some call me Mykal
I grew up on the Pyghtle
For real
Used to dig spuds out the back for a meal
I went from Tottenham to Kestral Lane
Pick up's on the train
My father MIA so I just smoke through the pain
Now I got Hemmingwell to Gleneagles on my mountain bike
Getting high in the racecourse every other night
Flying home on my jack jones A45
High offa life
No i don't carry no knife officer
More like nunchucks for you dumb fucks
I'm in Kettering training JKD
Got sick twisted flow like white girls dancing offa the Ketamine
Scarred up my right arm when I was grafting in Hampton steel
Hold tight Simon, you know you're my oldest steel
MSB those were the days
When it was f*ck all the money and just let the music play
Mum we cam a long way form life on the estate
This is for all my single mums holding it down on Queensway
I'm that country slice
I'm just trying to live it right
Paralysed underneath those orange lights
I hear voices calling me from the other side
Don't think twice disappear into the night
Man I been ill with this rhyme shit
Way before Nokia ringtones
Writing in different timezones
Tell me where did that time go
I been away for a decade and not a damn thing change when I come home
My home been well rough ling before they whited it out on the sign post
Thorns and the thistles
Mud on my trainers
Put on the kettle
Mum wont be home till later
Unlock the back door
Man aint got keys
Rusden and diamonds
Still in the game but hardly standing
I can't face relegation
No representation
Mixed race nation
I'm that country slice
I'm just trying to live it right
Paralysed underneath those orange lights
I hear voices calling me from the other side
Don't think twice disappear into the night
I'm that country slice
I'm just trying to live it right
Paralysed underneath those orange lights
I hear voices calling me from the other side
Don't think twice disappear into the night

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