Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr dealer
Mr dealer
Mr drug
In 1975 there was this named Janet
A pregnant heroin who said she didn't plan it
So never to stop, or ever kick the habit
Cos Kirby let her do it and she knew he had it
Down in his cellar with Trevor another
Who was at it like an trapped in an attic
Sucking on an asthma
Though you never know by at him that's the cunt
Who by 1983 was in the national
Yeah he had a shaved head but got mashed on drugs
So Kirby didn't him hanging round that much
anytime Janet came round to fuck
Get her fix while her kid waited around
A nine old boy he was healthy and loud
Cos even she was pregnant she was smoking tha brown
And she was lucky he wasn't born disabled somehow
Still when you're too loud you get a clap round your
Kirby aint his dad but he does he says
downstairs in the cellar with Trev
While upstairs giving Janet her meds
At least thats what they tell Chris he aint that dumb
He knows Kirbys banging his mum
While h'es left in the basement with some racist
been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr drug
What an environment to a kid
Round crack dealers, heisters and racist
Trevor looted the place as well as maiming
a permanent scar on his face the same as his
With a razor blade takes the piss
you prejudice or not man he's just a kid
But thats what Trevor done no one saw him after that
6 years past now hookin up the crack
Its the new drug everybodys going for
1989 the year started selling draw
Picking up from Kirby, there beneath his eye
Think after everything thats happened he would treat him
But palmed him off with just another of weed
Cos a of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds
Hundreds of them and twigs the size of fuckin
But if he ever moaned he get a slap his cheek
is the year that really took its toll
Cos thats the year his mother took an overdose
Of heroin and died, god rest her soul
Now he's to fend for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's stress weighs on his shoulders
as boulders, but he hides it from his olders
He's been living on the far since he was a youth
But the way he now is a far cry
From the way he, did in the past cos
Made his way up sellin ounces to bars of weed
Out In the streets, where do their nasty deeds
He sees em making money so he a larger piece
a man now, 21 years of age
Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms were
Lost in anger, ended up his face cos he's a man now
And Kirby knows he's his stage of gettin beats
Still don't change the way he treats
Chris he comes round to his, to get his weed
Kirby dont like his attitude cocky now believe
So again he palms him off with more twigs and fuckin
But Chris havin none of it he aint no little kid now
He squares up to who really dont look that big now
And cant do shit now but pay Chris what he owes
In weed but also pride cos what Chris takes when he goes
Kirby knows he's getting old, and thats really hurts
He aint cut out for this work the way he was upon a time
But he know no other way to make a living on the grind
Selling drugs is all he's been, his way of getting by
Then the cops come round, feds come shut him down, lock him down
15 years away from now, the youth will grow big and strong and take
of it all, the way it goes
Mr dealer
Mr dealer
Mr dealer...