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This journey starts six years ago in a run down housin'
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 gathered up change
And in got turntables off Tony
Not only, were they whack, were wooden
But he took 'em 'cos it was a bargain and it was a

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

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

Ray jus picked up the mic, would write, lyrics excluded
No gifts and included
Like crime for money, dough, crime pays, ya know?
though Ray come across slow

Broke shit down, another new flow
Made beats in the back
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 clearly a positive
Learnin' 'bout beats, and bars
Didn't chat about and cars

More wiv you know, the grime
Made it a touch 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 gonna be a star one day"
Went through along the way
But he firm, pressed on wiv the wordplay
Went through along the way

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