Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr drug
Mr dealer
Mr drug
In 1975 there was chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who she didn't plan it
So never thought to stop, or ever kick the
Cos let her do it and she knew he always had it
Down in his cellar with another addict
Who was at it like an trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma
Though you never know by looking at him that's the
Who by 1983 was in the front
Yeah he had a shaved head but got mashed on drugs
So Kirby didn't mind him round that much
Especially anytime Janet came to fuck
Get her fix her kid Chris waited around
A nine year old boy he was healthy and
Cos even when she was pregnant she was tha brown
And she was lucky he wasn't born disabled somehow
Still when you're too you get a clap round your head
Kirby aint his dad but he what he says
Stays downstairs in the cellar with
While Kirbys giving Janet her meds
At least what they tell Chris still he aint that dumb
He Kirbys upstairs banging his mum
While h'es left in the basement with some cunt
Whos been round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr drug
What an to raise a kid
Round dealers, heisters and racist pricks
Trevor looted the place as well as maiming
Left a permanent scar on his the same as his
With a blade yeah takes the piss
Whether you prejudice or not man he's a kid
But thats what Trevor no one ever saw him after that
6 years now Kirbys hookin up the crack
Its the new drug everybodys going for
the year Chris started selling draw
Picking up Kirby, scar there beneath his eye
after everything thats happened he would treat him right
But palmed him off just another ounce of weed
Cos a of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds
Hundreds of them and twigs the of fuckin trees
But if he ever moaned he get a across his cheek
1990 is the year that really took its
Cos thats the his mother Janet took an overdose
Of heroin and died, god rest her tortured
Now he's to fend for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's older weighs on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it his olders
He's been living on the far side he was a youth
But the way he now is a far cry
From the way he, did in the cos he's
Made his way up from ounces to bars of weed
Out In the streets, where do their nasty deeds
He sees em making money so he wants a piece
a man now, 21 years of age
Its been a couple years since palms were raised
in anger, ended up across his face cos he's a man now
And Kirby knows he's past his of gettin beats
Still that don't the way he treats
Chris he comes round to his, to get his weed
Kirby dont his attitude he's cocky now believe
So again he him off with more twigs and fuckin seeds
But Chris aint none of it he aint no little kid now
He squares up to who really dont look that big now
And really cant do shit now but pay what he owes
In weed but also pride cos that what Chris takes when he
Kirby knows he's old, and thats what really hurts
He aint cut out for this the way he once was upon a time
But he dont know no other way to a living on the grind
Selling drugs is all he's been, his way of getting by
Then the cops come round, undercover come shut him down, lock him down
15 years away from now, the youth will grow big and and take control
of it all, the way it goes
Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr dealer...