Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr drug
Mr dealer
Mr dealer
In there was this chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who 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 Trevor another addict
Who was at it like an trapped in an attic
on an asthma pump
Though you never know by looking at him that's the
Who by was in the national front
Yeah he had a head but still got mashed on drugs
So Kirby didn't mind him hanging that much
Especially Janet came round to fuck
Get her fix her kid Chris waited around
A year old boy he was healthy and loud
Cos even when she was pregnant she was tha brown
And she was that he wasn't born disabled somehow
Still when too loud you get a clap round your head
aint his dad but he does what he says
Stays in the cellar with Trev
While upstairs giving Janet her meds
At least thats what tell Chris still he aint that dumb
He Kirbys upstairs banging his mum
While h'es in the basement with some racist cunt
Whos waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr dealer
What an environment to a kid
Round crack dealers, and racist pricks
Trevor looted the as well as maiming Chris
Left a permanent on his face the same as his
a razor blade yeah takes the piss
Whether you prejudice or not man just a kid
But thats Trevor done no one ever saw him after that
6 years past now hookin up the crack
Its the new drug going crazy for
1989 the year Chris started draw
Picking up Kirby, scar there beneath his eye
Think after everything thats 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 and twigs the size of fuckin trees
But if he ever moaned he get a slap across his
1990 is the year really took its toll
Cos thats the year his mother Janet took an
Of heroin and died, god her tortured soul
Now left to fend for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now he's older stress 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 sellin ounces to of weed
Out In the streets, where people do nasty deeds
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 were
Lost in anger, 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
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 more twigs and seeds
But Chris aint havin none of it he no little kid now
He squares up to Kirby who really dont look big now
And really cant do now but pay Chris 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 cut out for this work the way he once was upon a time
But he dont know no way to make a living on the grind
Selling drugs is all he's been, his only way of by
Then the cops come round, feds come shut him down, lock him down
15 years away from now, the youth grow big and strong and take control
of it all, thats the way it
Mr dealer
Mr dealer
Mr dealer...