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

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

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

Must be you wanna get shot, of, blot
buy beats, he ready to quit, gave him the whole lot
Then Ray had little click, were hot
Young gun but it all flopped
Still it make Ray wanna give up the fight

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

shit down, brung another new flow
Made beats in the room
Teacher gave him a new time
they got a little bit o'radio airtime

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

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

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

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