Yeah I was born in Stoke Newington
Stokey from old city
Where concrete is over trees and
all dreams get cut and bleed
Walking free when I was young
I used to duck and weave
Playing up in Clissold Park and
laughing in that London breeze
'93 I was a three year old with many schemes
Junior playing football skills
with Arsenal just like Henry
Sticker books remember
wrestling the young'n takin' I was phased
Used to idolize when he gave you a break up
I was in a nursery making
story cakes feeling love
For the first time I remember days
When I was bullied beat up
then kicked and slapped away
Clutching on the monkey bars
and hoping they'd all go away
Loved them city sounds and
sirens in the dark at night
Helicopters fly above my head
I'd never get afraid
I loved them early days living in
that constant noise
Bustle in my ear was like music
to this little boy
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah we don't know
July '94 we packed up and closed the door
Every note was now just some image
I'm returning to
What we left behind my friends
my cousins relatives
My birthplace my first taste of
how to live and how to give
Hackney down's playin' fuses the memories
Sittin' on the boat crying that was all
that's meant to be
I was scared of startin' school again
will some be all rude again
Beat me up and treat me like a fool again
The green emerald a thousand
welcomes negative
Growin' up a constant outsider
never settled quick
Settling was hard when
you're treated like a lump of sh*t
Saying you were black and tan
account for what you f*cking did
But I never did nothing told 'em
that so many times
Got in scuffles screamed out
loud sayin' sh*t like they were right
I hate that history I hate that Union Jack
I'll never speak for any man or any flag
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget
where we came from
And we don't know
Yeah we don't know
Sittin' back staring through the haze
of that road on that beaten track
Sittin' back staring through the haze
of that road on that beaten track
It was like I'm in a beast of a lion
and me peacefully dying
But I had no friends I could ever rely on
I was sittin' back watchin' through the haze of that
road on that beaten track
But keeping that evil intact
I put the beat to track
Found freedom found out
I could be myself and find my world
through my roots back
I never wanted to adapt or in fact
take an action or an act
That for years they told me F*ck facts
Sometimes we go and forget where
we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where
we came from
And we don't know
Sometimes we go and forget where
we came from
And we don't know
Yeah we don't know