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

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

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

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

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

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

1:00 A.M. 3, be in school by 9
This was a positive sign
Learnin' 'bout beats, breaks and
Didn't chat about champagne and

More wiv you know, the grime
Made it a difficult to shine
these so called underground stars
Some him thus presentin' him with pure dumbness like retards

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

But he stoof firm, pressed on wiv the
Went through along the way
take a look at Ray today, today, today
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