Luyện nghe bài hát Sometimes

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