Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr drug
Mr dealer
Mr dealer
In 1975 was this chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin who said she didn't plan it
So thought to stop, or ever kick the habit
Cos Kirby let her do it and she he always had it
Down in his cellar Trevor another addict
Who was at it an asthmatic trapped in an attic
Sucking on an pump
Though you know by looking at him that's the cunt
Who by was in the national front
Yeah he had a shaved head but got mashed on drugs
So Kirby didn't mind him hanging round that
anytime Janet came round to fuck
Get her fix while her kid Chris around
A year old boy he was healthy and loud
Cos when she was pregnant she was smoking tha brown
And she was lucky that he wasn't born somehow
Still when you're too loud you get a clap round your
Kirby aint his dad but he does he says
Stays downstairs in the with Trev
While upstairs giving Janet her meds
At least thats what they Chris still he aint that dumb
He knows Kirbys banging his mum
While h'es left in the basement with racist cunt
been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr dealer
What an to raise a kid
Round crack dealers, heisters and pricks
Trevor looted the place as well as maiming
Left a permanent on his face the same as his
With a 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 now Kirbys hookin up the crack
Its the new drug everybodys going for
1989 the year Chris selling draw
Picking up Kirby, scar there beneath his eye
Think after everything thats happened he treat him right
But palmed him off with just another of weed
Cos a quarter of the bag is a bunch of seeds
of them and twigs 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 tortured
Now he's left to for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now that older stress weighs on his shoulders
as boulders, but he hides it from 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 from sellin ounces to of weed
Out In the streets, where people do their deeds
He sees em making money so he a larger piece
He's a man now, 21 of age
Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms raised
Lost in anger, up across his face cos he's a man now
And Kirby knows past his stage of gettin beats
Still don't change the way he treats
Chris when he comes to his, to get his weed
Kirby like his attitude he's cocky now believe
So again he palms him off with more 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 Chris what he
In weed but also pride cos what Chris takes when he goes
Kirby he's getting old, and thats what really hurts
He aint cut out for this work the way he once was a time
But he dont no other way to make a living on the grind
Selling is all he's been, his only way of getting by
Then the come round, undercover 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, the way it goes
Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr dealer...