Dizzee Rascal Showtime Lyrics

Showtime Lyrics

This journey starts 6 years ago 

in run-down housin estate in Bow 

east london south-east uk was a young man lets call this young man ray 

frustated wiv bein around the way 

would say "i'm bored" until one day 

gathered up sum change and in exchange got turntables off tony 

not only, were they whack, they were wooden, but he took 'em 

cos it was a bargain and it was a good'en 

and he said to himself who wouldn't? 

why not, then he took a little trot to dj targets squat 

stood outside o'the door and knocked 

asked what jungle records you got? 

must be sumthin u wanna get shot, of, blot 

dint buy beats he ready to quit gave 'im the whole lot 

then ray had little click, they were hot, young gun soldiers but it all
flopped, 

still it didnt make ray wanna give up the fight 

ray jus picked up the mic, would write, lyrics while excluded 

no gifts and glamour included 

like crime for money, dough, crime pays didnt ya know? 

even though ray come across slow 

broke shit down, brung another new flow 

made beats in the back room 

teacher gave him a little spare time 

then they got a little bit o'radio airtime 

1am til 3 be in school by 9 

this was clearly a positive sign 

learnin bout beats breaks and bars 

didnt chat about champagne and cars 

more concerned wiv you know, the grime 

made it a touch difficult to shine 

among these so-called underground stars 

some resented him thus presentin him with pure dumbness like retards 

it dint matter ray would say, ok, i'm gonna be a real star one day 

went through dramas along the way 

but he stood firm pressed on wiv the wordplay 

went through dramas along the way 

but he stoof firm pressed on wiv the wordplay 

went through dramas along the way 

lets take a look at ray today....