Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr drug
In there was this chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who said she didn't it
So never thought to stop, or ever the habit
Cos let her do it and she knew he always had it
Down in his cellar with Trevor addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an
Sucking on an pump
Though you never know by looking at him the cunt
Who by 1983 was in the national
Yeah he had a shaved but still got mashed on drugs
So Kirby mind him hanging round that much
Especially anytime Janet came to fuck
Get her fix while her kid waited around
A nine year old boy he was healthy and
Cos even when she was she was smoking tha brown
And she was lucky that he wasn't born disabled
Still when you're too you get a clap round your head
Kirby aint his dad but he what he says
Stays in the cellar with Trev
While Kirbys upstairs giving Janet her
At least thats what they tell Chris still he aint dumb
He knows Kirbys banging his mum
While left in the basement with some racist cunt
been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr dealer
an environment to raise a kid
Round crack dealers, and racist pricks
Trevor the place as well as maiming Chris
a permanent scar on his face the same as his
With a razor blade yeah takes the
Whether you prejudice or not man he's a kid
But thats what Trevor done no one saw him after that
6 past now Kirbys hookin up the crack
Its the new drug everybodys going for
1989 the Chris started selling draw
Picking up from Kirby, there beneath his eye
after everything thats happened he would treat him right
But palmed him off with just another ounce of
Cos a of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds
Hundreds of them and the size of fuckin trees
But if he moaned he get a slap across his cheek
1990 is the year that took its toll
Cos thats the year his mother Janet an overdose
Of heroin and died, god rest her soul
Now he's left to for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's older stress on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it his olders
been living 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 from sellin ounces to of weed
Out In the streets, where people do their nasty
He em making money so he wants a larger piece
He's a man now, 21 of age
Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms raised
in anger, ended up across his face cos he's a man now
And Kirby knows he's past his stage of gettin
Still that don't change the way he
when he comes round to his, to get his weed
Kirby dont his attitude he's cocky now believe
So again he palms him off with twigs and fuckin seeds
But Chris aint havin 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 he goes
Kirby he's getting old, and thats what really hurts
He aint cut out for work the way he once was upon a time
But he dont know no way to make a living on the grind
drugs is all he's been, his only way of getting by
Then the cops come round, undercover come shut him down, lock him down
15 years away from now, the will grow big and strong and take control
of it all, thats the way it
Mr drug
Mr drug
Mr dealer...