| My dealers paranoid, I don’t blame him for being cautious
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| There’s been to many busts, it’s enough to make you nauseus
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| I thought about the probem so I came up with a plan
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| Disguise myself as someone else to try to fool the man
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| Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy
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| I’d dress up like the Krankies if it guaranteed a weed supply
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| Lawyer, Sailor, who can deny?
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| A disguise is necessary when you wanna get high
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| My dealers advice is don’t wear a trackie
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| When I’m coming round to buy my wacky baccy
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| I goes round my dealers in a rugby kit
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| I know that he’s got bud, he’s got the best shit
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| Hears a chopper above and I’m driving down Pill
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| It’s like Goodfellas and I’m like Henry Hill
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| I drops off the car and I takes the bus
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| To avoid detection so I won’t get sussed
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| Walls don’t have ears, they got eyes so I wears a disguise
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| When I get’s my supplies
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| Walls don’t have ears, they got eyes so I wears a disguise
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| When I get’s my supplies
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| Dealers being watched, I’m sure I’m being tailed
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| Supplier further up the chain has just been jailed
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| Heard the phones are tapped, like 1984
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| They listen in when the trigger word is 'draw'
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| If you wanna score you gotta be discrete
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| Got the drayless code, fill your message with text speak
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| Give it a few weeks, keep your head down low
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| It’ll be back to normal and we’ll all have blow
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| Change of clothes and a fake moustache
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| All this bubble for a lump of hash
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| I’ve had to change my car at least 3 times
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| Arriving with shopping to hide my dealers crimes
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| Last week high vis and my brothers hard hat
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| The week before, returning with a lost cat
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| What’s coming next an insurance broker?
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| I haven’t got a suit I’m just a draw smoker
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| My dealers advice is to wear a disguise
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| It’s all about the element of suprise
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| So I went fancy dress, a cowboy from the wild west
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| Dressed up like a tree to avoid CCTV
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| With a stethascope, I’m dressed up like a Quak
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| When I get there my dealers had a heart attack
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| So I tried CPR but his life was aborted
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| And I was gutted cos I didn’t get sorted
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| I got a pocket full of this and a bagful of the other
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| So I put on a disguise, make my journey undercover
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| I might be a lawyer or even a physician
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| If you recognise me you got 20/20 vision
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| I sometimes wear a monacle to throw 'em off guard
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| I discard my tracksuit to look less hard
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| I heard my dealers hot from some of my spas
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| So I wears a false beard and I’m switching cars
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| I’m given 20 note to get a half a Q
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| My dealers under surveilance and I dunno what to do
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| Can’t think of goin' elsewhere because he’ll break both legs
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| Then it’s sympathy and tea but last months dregs |