Sometimes Lyrics

woahhh ohhhh woahhh ohhh yea i was born in stoke newington stokey from o citys, where concrete is over trees old trees of cottingly walking free when i was young, i use to dunk and weave playing up in thistle park and laughing in that london breeze 1993 i was a 3 year old with many dreams dreamed of playing football skills for arsenel just like henry sticker books remember wrestling reality and i was fate i use to idolize if we could hit or breask up i was in a nursery making storey cakes and i fell in love for the first time i remember days when i was bullied beat up bricked and kicked and stamped away clutching on the monkey bars hoping theyed all go away loved them city sounds sirens in the darken night helicopters fly above my head i never get a fright loved them early days living in that constant noise bustle in my ear was like music to this little boy sometimes we go on and forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we go on forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we forget where we came from and we dont know yea we dont know july 94 we packed up and closed the door evan road was now just a imagined what we joined and saw what we left behind my friends my cousins my birth place my first taste of how to live how to give hackney downs playing fields now a distance memory sitting on the boat crying that was all that was meant to be i was scared of starting school again would some be so rude again beat me up and treat me like a fool again the green emerald a thousands welcomes negative [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/sometimes-lyrics-maverick-sabre.html ] growing without constant noise outsider i never settled with settling aside when you treated like a lump of s**t saying you were black and entitled to what you fuc*ing did but i never did nothing, i told them that so many times got in scuffles between the girls saying shit like they were right i hate that history i hate that union jack ill never speak for any man or any flag sometimes we go on and forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we go on forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we forget where we came from and we dont know yea we dont know sitting back, staring through that haze on that road of the beaten track sitting back, staring through that haze on that road of the beaten track it was like im in a beast of a lion and were peacfully dieing but i had no friends i could ever rely on yea i was sitting back watching through that haze of the road on the beaten track but keeping that evil entact i put that beat to track found freedom found that i can be my self find my self through my roots back i never wanted to adapt or in fact take a action or an act for years they told me fu*k back sometimes we go on and forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we go on forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we forget where we came from and we dont know yea we dont know sometimes we go on and forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we go on forget where we came from and we dont know sometimes we go on forget where we came from and we dont know yea we dont know ye we dont know