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

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

And he to himself, "Who wouldn't?"
Why not, then he took a trot to DJ Targets squat
Stood outside the door and
Asked what jungle 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 little click, they hot
Young gun but it all flopped
Still it didn't Ray wanna give up the fight

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

Broke shit down, brung another new
Made beats in the back
gave him a new spare time
Then got a little bit o'radio airtime

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

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

It matter, Ray would say, "Okay, I'm gonna be a real star one day"
Went through along the way
But he stood firm, pressed on wiv the
through dramas along the way

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