Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr dealer
Mr dealer
Mr drug
In 1975 was this chick named Janet
A pregnant addict who said she didn't plan it
So thought to stop, or ever kick the habit
Cos let her do it and she knew he always had it
Down in his with Trevor another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic in an attic
Sucking on an pump
Though you know by looking at him that's the cunt
Who by 1983 was in the national
Yeah he had a shaved head but still got mashed on
So didn't mind him hanging round that much
Especially anytime Janet came round to
Get her fix while her kid waited around
A year old boy he was healthy and loud
Cos even when she was pregnant she was smoking tha
And she was lucky he wasn't born disabled somehow
Still when you're too you get a clap round your head
Kirby his dad but he does what he says
Stays downstairs in the cellar Trev
While Kirbys upstairs giving her meds
At least thats what they tell Chris still he aint that
He Kirbys upstairs banging his mum
While h'es left in the basement with some cunt
Whos been waiting round for ever for his fuckin day to come
Mr drug
What an to raise a kid
Round crack dealers, heisters and racist
looted the place as well as maiming Chris
Left a permanent scar on his the same as his
With a razor blade yeah the piss
Whether you prejudice or not man 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 everybodys going crazy for
1989 the Chris started selling draw
Picking up from Kirby, scar there his eye
Think after everything happened he would treat him right
But palmed him off just another ounce of weed
Cos a quarter of the bag is a of fuckin seeds
Hundreds of them and twigs the size of trees
But if he ever moaned he get a across his cheek
1990 is the year that took its toll
Cos thats the year his Janet took an overdose
Of and died, god rest her tortured soul
Now he's left to fend for all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's older stress on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it his olders
He's been on the far side since he was a youth
But the way he now is a far cry
the way he, did in the past cos he's
Made his way up sellin ounces to bars of weed
Out In the streets, where people do their deeds
He sees em money so he wants a larger piece
He's a man now, 21 of age
Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms were
Lost in anger, ended up across his cos he's a man now
And Kirby he's past his stage of gettin beats
Still that don't the way he treats
Chris when he comes to his, to get his weed
Kirby dont like his attitude cocky now believe
So again he him off with more twigs and fuckin seeds
But aint havin none of it he aint no little kid now
He squares up to who really dont look that big now
And really do shit now but pay Chris what he owes
In weed but also pride cos that what Chris takes when he
Kirby knows he's getting old, and thats what really
He cut out for this work the way he once was upon a time
But he know no other way to make a living on the grind
Selling drugs is all been, his only way of getting by
Then the cops come round, undercover feds shut him down, lock him down
15 away from now, the youth will grow big and strong and take control
of it all, thats the way it
Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr dealer...