Mr drug Mr dealer Mr dealer In 1975 there was this named Janet A pregnant heroin addict who said she didn't it So never thought to stop, or ever kick the Cos Kirby let her do it and she he always had it Down in his cellar Trevor another addict Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an on an asthma pump Though you never know by at him that's the cunt Who by 1983 was in the front Yeah he had a shaved head but still got on drugs So Kirby mind him hanging round that much Especially anytime came round to fuck Get her fix her kid Chris waited around A nine year old boy he was healthy and Cos when she was pregnant she was smoking tha brown And she was lucky that he wasn't born disabled Still when you're too loud you get a clap your head Kirby aint his dad but he does he says Stays downstairs in the cellar 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 h'es in the basement with some racist cunt Whos been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to Mr drug an environment to raise a kid Round crack dealers, and racist pricks Trevor looted the as well as maiming Chris a permanent scar on his face the same as his With a razor blade takes the piss you prejudice or not man he's just a kid But thats what 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 started selling up from Kirby, scar there beneath his eye Think everything thats happened he would treat him right But palmed him off just another ounce of weed Cos a quarter of the bag is a bunch of seeds Hundreds of and twigs the size of fuckin trees But if he moaned he get a slap across his cheek 1990 is the that really took its toll Cos the year his mother Janet took an overdose Of heroin and died, god rest her soul Now left 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 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 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 been a couple years Kirbys palms were raised in anger, ended 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 dont like his he's cocky now believe So again he palms him off with more twigs and seeds But Chris aint none of it he aint no little kid now He squares up to Kirby who really look that big now And really cant do shit now but pay Chris what he In but also pride cos that what Chris takes when he goes Kirby knows he's old, and thats what really hurts He aint cut out for this the way he once was upon a time But he dont know no other way to a living on the grind Selling drugs is all he's been, his only way of by Then the cops come round, undercover feds come shut him down, lock him 15 years away now, the youth will grow big and strong and take control of it all, the way it goes Mr dealer Mr dealer Mr dealer...