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

one day gathered up some change
And in got turntables off Tony
Not only, were 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 little trot to DJ squat
Stood the door and knocked
Asked jungle records you got?

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

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

Broke down, brung another new flow
beats in the back 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
was clearly a positive sign
Learnin' 'bout beats, and bars
Didn't chat champagne and cars

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

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

But he stoof firm, on wiv the wordplay
Went through dramas the way
take a look at Ray today, today, today
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