Round my Home Town
Memories are fresh,
Round my Home Town,
Ooh, the people i've met

Hi, I'm Rizzle Kicks nice to meet you.
I'm going to tell you about this, look.
25/01/1992, Mixed race kid raised in N W,
Even though we were shoved in a group of [bad word] youths
(I still Crash the memories)
Saving the name of my enemies, reminisce
On my enemies close to the felonies,
You shouldn't hear me say young love
Even if it is like been there done that
No man look, let me tell you my half,
I was a type classed in the ghetto of a while path
Despite laughs, i live life hard but,
I don't want to rap about
Knifes and nuns and types of cars
That's i've swiped in the past
It's far from bright its daft
I don't feel the need to rhyme dark,
Even if it's been in my past
I look at that flat stair gage,
Number 14 and top of the stairways,
If it wasn't for those rare days, i would have
Never been where i am so, (Fair play)
Details lost but contacts remembered,
All the wounds are strapped and mended,
All the walls that have been self defended,
I learnt few to those tracks amended,
(Yeah Adele) I think i get what ya mean,
piece of someone is split for the themes 
Of it's home time glory
And me own town stalsy, parts of my life remain unseen
And that's a basic statement,
My life is gonna change its blatant,
Because when i was little 
My entertainment wasn't working
To a beat it was chasin' Paper!

Round my Home Town
Memories are fresh,
Round my Home Town,
Ooh, the people i've met (2x)

I don't take the time to look back,
I'm just not a nostalgic kid and that's that,
But i heard this track and i found myself,
Gazing in the distance i hold a nupcas,
Adele delivers, just in time with it,
Said sheerans up my spine,
So i told it boy involved with the loads 
Of holes in my mind i bolt when it's time
So i tell you play me,
It was hard at the start but i still remain me,
You [bad word] to detain me but you are you if you can't
Get crazy
And what i've learnt from these ends is help me earn
Respect between friends, and i wouldn't even know
These days where i've been
But those of us who don't wear [bad word] believe them,
Think back man i was this tall,
Waiting for the day to end to kick ball,
And now i'm older its all
Just a bunch of blank memories
And my mam's telling me its good to stay close to
Your roots, so every month you must see me shoot,
The dollar field trip any London Tube.
Made my way through Gladstone Park,
Still gotta pray that the lads don't
Start, i'm cots man i walked through this place
So many times i could walk through 
The shadows when its dark,
Cuz no matter i'll move to another wont lose these
Thoughts i refuse to, 
I don't have to seem street to know
But if it came down to it i know more than you do!

Round my Home Town
Memories are fresh,
Round my Home Town,
Ooh, the people i've met (2x)

Gheeze man i, i can remember a lot from when i grew up,
Camden to Labert Grove, 
Nothing Hill Carnival every year,
Chilling on the gate Northview Primary School,
Salsbury Road, K Afterschool club, 
Coach Of fencing,
Aah i just, i wouldn't be who i am,
Without being where i've been,
Yeah in me Home Town, LDN,
I'll always feel a little bit home in there man,
Wherever i'm playing, fam, 
I'll see you round there sometime yeah?