Mr drug Mr drug Mr drug In 1975 was this chick named 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 he always had it in his cellar with Trevor another addict Who was at it like an trapped in an attic on an asthma pump Though you never know by at him that's the cunt Who by was in the national front Yeah he had a shaved head but still got mashed on So Kirby didn't mind him round that much Especially anytime came round to fuck Get her fix while her kid Chris waited A year old boy he was healthy and loud Cos when she was pregnant she was smoking tha brown And she was lucky he wasn't born disabled somehow when you're too loud you get a clap round your head Kirby aint his dad but he does he says downstairs in the cellar 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 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, heisters and pricks Trevor looted the place as well as maiming Left a scar on his face the same as his With a razor blade yeah takes the Whether you or not man he's just a kid But thats Trevor done no one ever saw him after that 6 years now Kirbys hookin up the crack Its the new drug everybodys crazy for 1989 the year Chris selling draw Picking up from Kirby, there beneath his eye after everything thats happened he would treat him right But palmed him off with just another ounce of Cos a quarter of the bag is a of fuckin seeds Hundreds of them and twigs the 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 year his mother Janet took an Of heroin and died, god rest her soul Now he's left to for himself all by his own Its 1995, now that he's stress 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 From the way he, did in the past cos Made his way up from ounces to bars of weed Out In the streets, people do their nasty deeds He sees em money so he wants a larger piece 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 his stage of gettin beats Still that don't the way he treats Chris when he comes round to his, to get his Kirby like his attitude he's cocky now believe So again he palms him off with twigs and fuckin seeds But Chris aint havin of it he aint no little kid now He squares up to Kirby who really dont that big now And cant do shit now but pay Chris what he owes In weed but also cos that what Chris takes when he goes Kirby he's getting old, and thats what really hurts He aint cut out for this work the way he was upon a time But he dont no other way to make 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 him down, lock him down 15 years away now, the youth will grow big and strong and take control of it all, thats the way it Mr drug Mr drug Mr dealer...