Luyện nghe bài hát Drug Dealer

Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr drug
In 1975 there was this named Janet
A pregnant heroin addict who said she didn't 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 cellar Trevor another addict
Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an
Sucking on an 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 mind him hanging round that much
anytime Janet came round to fuck
Get her fix her kid Chris waited around
A nine year old boy he was healthy and
Cos even when she was pregnant she was smoking tha
And she was lucky that he wasn't disabled somehow
Still you're too loud you get a clap round your head
aint his dad but he does what he says
Stays downstairs in the with Trev
While Kirbys upstairs Janet her meds
At least thats what tell Chris still he aint that dumb
He knows Kirbys upstairs his mum
While h'es left in the basement with some cunt
Whos been waiting round for for his mother fuckin day to come
Mr drug
an environment to raise a kid
Round crack dealers, and racist pricks
Trevor looted the as well as maiming Chris
Left a permanent scar on his face the as his
With a razor blade takes the piss
Whether you or not man he's 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 selling draw
Picking up Kirby, scar there beneath his eye
Think after everything thats he would treat him right
But palmed him off with just another ounce of
Cos a quarter of the bag is a bunch of fuckin
of them and twigs the size of fuckin trees
But if he ever moaned he get a slap across his
1990 is the year that really its toll
Cos thats the his mother Janet took an overdose
Of heroin and died, god her tortured soul
Now he's to fend for himself all by his own
Its 1995, now that he's older weighs on his shoulders
Heavy as boulders, but he hides it from his
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 to bars 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 a couple years since Kirbys palms were raised
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
Chris he comes round to his, to get his weed
Kirby like his attitude he's cocky now believe
So he palms him off with more twigs and fuckin seeds
But Chris aint none of it he aint no little kid now
He squares up to Kirby who really dont look big now
And cant do shit now but pay Chris what he owes
In but also pride cos that what Chris takes when he goes
Kirby knows he's getting old, and thats what really
He aint cut out for work the way he once was upon 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
the cops come round, undercover 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, thats the way it
Mr dealer
Mr drug
Mr dealer...