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This journey starts six years ago in a run housin' estate
In bow London, south east UK, was a young man
Lets call this man, Ray
Frustrated wiv bein' around the way say, "I'm bored"

Until one day up some change
And in exchange got off Tony
Not only, were whack, they were wooden
But he took 'em 'cos it was a and it was a good'en

And he to himself, "Who wouldn't?"
Why not, then he took a little trot to DJ squat
Stood outside the and knocked
Asked jungle records you got?

be somethin' you wanna get shot, of, blot
Din't buy beats, he ready to quit, him the whole lot
Then Ray had click, they were hot
Young gun soldiers but it all
Still it didn't Ray wanna give up the fight

Ray jus picked up the mic, would write, while excluded
No gifts and included
Like crime for money, dough, crime pays, didn't ya
though Ray come across slow

Broke down, brung another new flow
Made in the back room
gave him a new spare time
Then they got a little bit airtime

A.M. till 3, be in school by 9
This was clearly a positive
'bout beats, breaks and bars
Didn't chat about champagne and

concerned wiv you know, the grime
Made it a touch to shine
Among so called underground stars
Some resented him thus presentin' him with pure dumbness like

It didn't matter, Ray would say, "Okay, I'm gonna be a star one day"
through dramas along the way
But he firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas the way

But he firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas the way
Let's take a look at Ray today, today,
Showtime, it's