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

Until one day gathered up change
And in exchange got off Tony
Not only, were they whack, 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 to DJ Targets squat
Stood the door and knocked
Asked what jungle you got?

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

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

Broke shit down, another new flow
Made beats in the back
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' beats, breaks and bars
Didn't chat about champagne and

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

It matter, Ray would say, "Okay, I'm gonna be a real star one day"
Went through dramas 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
Let's take a look at Ray today, today,
Showtime, it's