Mr dealer Mr drug Mr dealer In 1975 there was this chick 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 Sucking on an pump Though you know by looking at him that's the cunt Who by 1983 was in the front Yeah he had a shaved but still got mashed on drugs So Kirby didn't mind him round that much Especially anytime Janet 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 she was smoking tha brown 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 cellar Trev While Kirbys upstairs giving Janet her At least thats what tell Chris still he aint that dumb He Kirbys upstairs banging his mum While left in the basement with some racist cunt Whos been round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come Mr drug What an environment to a kid Round crack dealers, heisters and racist Trevor looted the as well as maiming Chris Left a permanent scar on his the same as his With a razor blade yeah takes the you prejudice or not man he's just a kid But what 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 Chris started selling draw Picking up from Kirby, scar there his eye Think after thats happened he would treat him right But palmed him off with just another of weed Cos a of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds Hundreds of them and the size of fuckin trees But if he ever moaned he get a across his cheek 1990 is the year really took its toll Cos thats the year his mother Janet an overdose Of heroin and died, god rest her 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 his olders He's been living on the far side 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 nasty He sees em making money so he wants a larger a man now, 21 years of age Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms raised Lost in anger, ended up his face cos he's a man now And Kirby knows he's past his stage of gettin Still that don't change the way he when he comes round 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 havin none of it he aint no kid now He up to Kirby who really dont look that big now And really cant do now but pay Chris what he owes In weed but also pride cos what Chris takes when he goes Kirby knows he's getting old, and thats what 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 way of getting by Then the cops come round, undercover come shut him down, lock him down 15 years away from now, the youth will grow big and strong and control of it all, thats the way it Mr dealer Mr drug Mr dealer...