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

Until one day gathered up some
And in exchange got off Tony
Not only, were they whack, they 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 trot to DJ Targets
Stood outside the and knocked
Asked what records you got?

Must be somethin' you wanna get shot, of,
Din't buy beats, he ready to quit, gave him the 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 up the mic, would write, lyrics while excluded
No gifts and included
Like for money, dough, crime pays, didn't ya know?
Even though Ray come across

Broke shit down, another new flow
Made in the back room
gave him a new spare time
Then 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 chat about and cars

concerned wiv you know, the grime
Made it a difficult to shine
Among these so called stars
Some resented him 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 dramas the way
But he stood firm, on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas the way

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