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Mr drug
Mr drug
Mr drug
In 1975 there was chick named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who she didn't plan it
So thought to stop, or ever kick the habit
Cos Kirby let her do it and she knew he had it
Down in his cellar with another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an
Sucking on an asthma
you never know by looking at him that's the cunt
Who by 1983 was in the front
Yeah he had a shaved head but got mashed on drugs
So didn't mind him hanging round that much
Especially anytime Janet came round to
Get her fix her kid Chris waited around
A nine year old boy he was and loud
Cos even she was pregnant she was smoking tha brown
And she was lucky that he wasn't 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 with Trev
While Kirbys upstairs giving her meds
At least thats what they tell still he aint that dumb
He knows Kirbys upstairs his mum
h'es left in the basement with some racist cunt
Whos been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to
Mr dealer
What an environment to a kid
Round dealers, heisters and racist pricks
Trevor the place as well as maiming Chris
Left a scar on his face the same as his
With a razor yeah takes the piss
Whether you prejudice or not man he's a kid
But thats what Trevor done no one saw him after that
6 years past now Kirbys up the crack
Its the new drug going crazy for
the year Chris started selling draw
Picking up from Kirby, scar there his eye
Think after everything thats he would treat him right
But him off with just another ounce of weed
Cos a of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds
Hundreds of them and twigs the of fuckin trees
But if he ever he get a slap across his cheek
is the year that really took its toll
Cos thats the year his mother Janet took an
Of heroin and died, god rest her soul
Now he's left to fend for all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's stress weighs on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it his olders
He's living on the far side since he was a youth
But the way he now is a far cry
From the way he, did in the cos he's
his way up from sellin ounces to bars of weed
Out In the streets, where do their nasty deeds
He sees em money so he wants a larger piece
He's a man now, 21 of age
Its a couple years since Kirbys palms were raised
Lost in anger, ended up across his cos he's a man now
And Kirby knows he's past his stage of beats
Still that don't the way he treats
when he comes round to his, to get his weed
Kirby dont like his attitude cocky now believe
So he palms him off with more twigs and fuckin seeds
But aint havin none of it he aint no little kid now
He squares up to Kirby who dont look that big now
And really cant do shit now but pay Chris he owes
In weed but also pride cos that what Chris takes he goes
Kirby knows he's getting old, and thats what 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 drugs is all been, his only way of getting by
Then the cops come round, feds come shut him down, lock him down
15 years away from now, the will grow big and strong and take control
of it all, the way it goes
Mr drug
Mr drug
Mr dealer...