Plan B - Drug Dealer lyrics

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Mr drug dealer

Mr drug dealer

Mr drug dealer

The night is 75 there was this chick named Janet

A pregnant heroin addict who said she didnt plan it

So never thought to stop, or ever kick the habit

Cos Kirby let her do it and she knew he always had it

Down in his cellar with Trevor another addict

Who was at it like an asthmatic trapped in an attic

Sucking on an asthma punt

Though you never know by looking at him thats the cunt

Who by 1983 was in the national front

Yeah he had a shaved head but still got mashed on drugs

So Kirby didnt mind him hanging round that much

Especially anytime Janet came round to fuck

Get her fix while her kid Chris waited around

A nine year old boy he was healthy and loud

Cos even when she was pregnant she was smoking around

And she was ducking that he wasnt born disabled somehow

Still when youre too loud you get a clap round your head

Kirby aint his dad but he does what he says

Stays downstairs in the cellar with Trev

While Kirbys upstairs giving Janet her meds

At least thats what they tell Chris still he aint that dumb

He knows Kirbys upstairs banging his mum

While hes left in the basement with some racist cunt

Whos been waiting round for ever for his mother fuckin day to come

Mr drug dealer

What an environment to raise a kid

Round crack dealers, heisters and racist pricks

Trevor, looted the place as well as maiming Chris

Left a permanent scar on his face the same as his

With a, razor blade yeah takes the piss

Whether you prejudice or not man hes just a kid

But thats what Trevor done no one ever saw him after that

6 years past now Kirbys hookin up the crack

Its the new drug everybodys going crazy for

1989 the year Chris started selling draw

Picking up from Kirby, scar there beneath his eye

Think after everything thats happened he would treat him right

But par him off with just another ounce of weed

Cos a quarter of the bag is a bunch of fuckin seeds

Hundreds of them and twigs the size of fuckin trees

But if he ever moaned he get a slap across his cheek

1990 is the year that really took its toll

Cos thats the year his mother Janet took an overdose

Of heroin and died, god rest her tortured soul

Now hes left to fend for himself or by his own

Its 1995, now that hes older stress weighs on his shoulders

Heavy as boulders, but he hides it from his olders

Hes been living on the far side since he was a youth

But the way he lives now is a far cry

From the way he, did in the past cos hes

Made his way up from sellin ounces to bars of weed

Out In the streets, where people do their nasty deeds

He sees em making money so he wants a larger piece

Hes a man now, 21 years of age

Its been a couple years since Kirbys palms were raised

Lost in anger, ended up across his face cos hes a man now

And Kirby knows hes past his stage of gettin beats

Still that dont change the way he treats

Chris when he comes round to his, to get his weed

Kirby dont like his attitude hes cocky now believe

So again he palms him off with more twigs and fuckin seeds

But Chris aint havin none of it he aint no little kid now

He squares up to Kirby who really dont look that big now

And really cant do shit now but pay Chris what he owes

And weed but also pride cos that what Chris takes when he goes

Kirby knows hes getting old, and thats what really hurts

He aint cut out for this work the way he once was upon a time

But he dont know no other way to make a living on the grind

Selling drugs is all hes been, his only way of getting by

Then the cops come round undercover fed come shut him down, lock him down

15 years away from now, the youth will grow, a big and strong and take control

Have it ah, thats the way it goes

Mr drug dealer

Mr drug dealer

Mr drug dealer...