Sometimes
Maverick Sabre Lyrics


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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 of Arsenal just like they call me
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, fell in 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 a fright
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 ? an outsider never settled quick
Settling was hard when you're treated like a lump of shit
Saying you were black and tan and come for what you fucking did
But I never did nothing, told 'em that so many times
Got in scuffles screamed out loud sayin' shit like maybe 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 child
Sittin' back, staring through the haze of that road on that beaten child
It was like I'm in a beast of a lion and me peacefully dying
I had no friends that I could ever rely on
I was sittin' back, watchin' through the haze of that road on that beaten child
But keeping that evil intact
I put the beat to track
Found freedom, found out
I could be myself, I'll find my world through my roots back
I never wanted to adapt or in fact take an action over night
That for years they told me "Fuck 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

Overall Meaning

Maverick Sabre's song "Sometimes" is a powerful reflection on his upbringing in Stoke Newington and the difficult experiences he faced growing up. The lyrics describe life on the concrete streets where dreams are cut short and young boys duck and weave to avoid violence. The song explores themes of identity, belonging, and the struggle to maintain a connection to one's roots in the face of adversity.


Sabre reflects on his childhood experiences of playing football in Clissold Park and idolizing older kids who gave him a break. In contrast, he also remembers being bullied and beaten up, clutching onto the monkey bars and hoping it would all just go away. He finds solace in the sounds of the city at night, and the way they make him feel like a little boy again. The chorus highlights the danger of forgetting where we come from - the people, the places, and the experiences that shape us.


As the song progresses, Sabre discusses leaving Stoke Newington and the mixed emotions he had about starting a new school and leaving behind his friends, family, and birthplace. He reflects on the challenges of being an outsider and never feeling like he truly belonged. But he also finds hope in music, using it as a means to explore his identity and find his own voice. The song ultimately ends on a positive note, with Sabre finding freedom and acceptance in his roots and refusing to forget where he came from.


Overall, "Sometimes" is a powerful and introspective song that grapples with themes of identity, belonging, and self-acceptance. It is a reminder that our past experiences shape who we are, and that we must embrace them if we are to find peace and happiness in the present.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, I was born in Stoke Newington, Stokey from old city
I was born in a part of London called Stoke Newington, where there is a lot of old, concrete buildings.


Where concrete is over trees and all dreams get cut and bleed
The city is very urbanized and there are not many trees. It's difficult to pursue your dreams in this environment.


Walking free, when I was young I used to duck and weave
When I was a kid, I used to walk around freely and dodge any trouble that came my way.


Playing up in Clissold Park and laughing in that London breeze
I used to hang out in Clissold Park with my friends, enjoying the cool breeze of London and laughing.


'93, I was a three year old with many schemes
In 1993, I was only three years old but I already had many plans and ideas.


Junior playing football skills of Arsenal just like they call me
I used to play soccer as a kid and people would call me 'Junior' because I had skills like the players on the Arsenal team.


Sticker books remember wrestling the young'n takin' I was phased
I remember playing with sticker books and wrestling with other kids, although sometimes I would get scared or overwhelmed.


Used to idolize when he gave you a break-up
I used to look up to people who gave me attention or affirmation, even if it was just breaking up with me as a joke.


I was in a nursery making story cakes, fell in love
When I was in preschool, I loved to make cakes and tell stories, and maybe even fell in love for the first time.


For the first time I remember days
I have a vivid memory of a time when I was very young.


When I was bullied, beat up, then kicked and slapped away
Unfortunately, I was also bullied and physically assaulted as a child.


Clutching on the monkey bars and hoping they'd all go away
I would hold onto the monkey bars and wish for the bullies to go away so I could feel safe again.


Loved them city sounds and sirens in the dark at night
Despite the challenges and noise of the city, I actually enjoyed the sounds of sirens and urban life at night.


Helicopters fly above my head, I'd never get a fright
Even when helicopters flew overhead, I wasn't afraid. I was used to the constant noise and activity of the city.


I loved them early days, living in that constant noise
Overall, I enjoyed my childhood despite the challenges of living in a loud and urban environment.


Sometimes we go and forget where we came from
As we get older and move on with our lives, we can forget our roots and where we came from.


Yeah, we don't know
Sometimes we are not aware of the ways in which we have changed or forgotten our past.


July '94, we packed up and closed the door
In July of 1994, we moved away from Stoke Newington and left behind our old home.


Every note was now just some image I'm returning to
All of my childhood memories are now just distant images that I can look back on.


What we left behind, my friends, my cousins, relatives
Moving away meant leaving behind all the people who were important to me, like my friends, cousins, and other relatives.


Hackney down's playin' fuses the memories
The music of Hackney Downs brings back memories for me.


Sittin' on the boat, crying that was all that's meant to be
I remember crying on the boat as we left, feeling as if leaving was inevitable and that it was all meant to be.


I was scared of startin' school again; will some be all rude again?
I was afraid of going to school in a new place and worried that I would be bullied again.


Beat me up and treat me like a fool again.
I was afraid that I would be physically and emotionally abused again, like I was in Stoke Newington.


The green emerald a thousand welcomes negative,
The green emerald (an Irish symbol) was often used negatively against me and made me feel like an outsider.


Growin' up a ? an outsider never settled quick
Growing up as an outsider, I never felt like I fit in anywhere and it took me a long time to feel comfortable in my new surroundings.


Settling was hard when you're treated like a lump of shit
It was difficult to settle into my new community when I was treated so poorly and made to feel like I was worth nothing.


Saying you were black and tan and come for what you fucking did
People assumed I was part of a negative Irish group (the Black and Tans) and judged me based on those negative stereotypes.


But I never did nothing, told 'em that so many times
Despite being judged and stereotyped, I never did anything to deserve it and tried to explain that to others many times.


Got in scuffles screamed out loud sayin' shit like maybe they were right
Sometimes I got into fights and was so frustrated and hurt that I wondered if maybe the people who were treating me poorly were right about me.


I hate that history, I hate that Union Jack
I have negative feelings about the history and symbols (like the Union Jack) that have been used against me and people like me.


I'll never speak for any man or any flag
I do not want to be associated with any particular group or symbol, and I will not speak on their behalf or be their representative.


Sittin' back, staring through the haze of that road on that beaten child
Looking back on my life, it's like I'm staring at a young version of myself who was beaten down and hurt by others.


It was like I'm in a beast of a lion and me peacefully dying
Even though I felt like a powerful beast at times, I also felt like I was dying inside because of the way others treated me.


I had no friends that I could ever rely on
It was difficult for me to make friends and trust others after the way I had been treated in the past.


But keeping that evil intact
Despite all of the negative experiences, I am still able to carry on and keep my spirit strong.


I put the beat to track
I used music as a way to express myself and find solace from the pain of my past.


Found freedom, found out
Through music and other experiences, I have found a sense of freedom and learned more about myself.


I could be myself, I'll find my world through my roots back
Now that I have found my own identity and sense of self, I can discover my roots and where I came from in a new way.


I never wanted to adapt or in fact take an action over night
I never wanted to change who I was or what I believed in just to fit in or be accepted by others.


That for years they told me "Fuck facts"
Others tried to convince me that my experiences and feelings were not real or were not important, but I refused to believe them.




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Written by: MICHAEL STAFFORD

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Comments from YouTube:

Ndainko Abdull

I love how this is not about gangs, violence and drugs but about his real life. No over exaggeration about how hard and scary he is. This is the real deal and the song is actually lovely

Chris Joke

"I'll never speak for any man or any flag" Love that line. Love the song in general. 5*

Joel B

Can really relate to this song. Been listening to it every year since it came out. Absolute masterpiece 👏 👏

Maverick Sabre

thanks for all the comments and support..is appreciated alot

Dempsey Owens

Still bangs now

PsyOneal

Thank you Mav

Joey Aitch

Thankyou bro ❤️

M

Yo Maverick I just randomly remembered this song but this is a different version to the original one I heard? I'm not talking about the Wretch version either. Was there another version of this song?

Corinne Prcter

Dude this song means alot to me! I was litterally "born and raised in stoke newington" Clissold raod was where we lived so clissold park was somewhere we went every day. My family also left there in 94 leaving our friends and relatives behind in london! So my history is in these lyrics. Crazy parallels

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Brion Davis

Mac is the truth, I saw him in Norwich at the waterfront in Nov 2 days before I was locked up in HMP Norwich ironically! Pure talent, and I hope he does well here in America. Yes I'm from and live in the U.S. and appreciate Mav to the fullest!

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