Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Drug Dealer, artist - slowthai. Album song Nothing Great About Britain, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.05.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Method
Song language: English
Drug Dealer |
This-that Kanye West shit, blud, turn you crazy |
(Yeah) Nothing great about fucking Britain |
Futuristic platinum five times, bitch! |
Crack dealer, phone passed around, like ambika |
Shotgun shells turn your face, pizza |
Never shot guns, just a drug dealer, huh? |
Just a drug dealer, got one song, it’s called «Drug Dealer» |
Nothing to say but, drug dealer |
You’re mediocre, like Kate and Peter |
When I show you up, fisticuffs, sell you short |
Pump you full of my angel 'till your lungs go pop and your skin turns blue |
Impossible, kill an obstacle and make it possible, 'cause it’s what I do |
Teacher said, «What you gonna be, when you’re older?» |
«Drug dealer!», what else can I do? |
Businessman, I know, I’m business, man |
Minding my business, got business plans |
Your foundations been built on sand |
Sinkin' sand, now you’re sinkin', man |
Your chick, she was linkin', man |
Before she linked you, she had things in hand |
Call her your princess, man, but her only interest is linkin', man |
I don’t care what you think of, man, sold crack for a living, just how I’m |
livin' |
'Cause' she sway, then I don’t make a difference |
I’m OT safe, you don’t know me; |
safe |
Nothing great about Britain is and it isn’t |
Rockport jeans, patterned memories |
Same situation, the boy was given, yeah, the boy was given |
Crack dealer, phone passed around, like Ambika |
Shotgun shells turn your face, pizza |
Never shot guns, just a drug dealer, huh? |
Just a drug dealer, got one song, it’s called «Drug Dealer» |
Nothing to say but, drug dealer |
You’re mediocre, like Kate and Peter |
Crack dealer, phone passed around, like Ambika |
Shotgun shells turn your face, pizza |
Never shot guns, just a drug dealer, huh? |
Just a drug dealer, got one song, it’s called «Drug Dealer» |
Nothing to say, but drug dealer |
You’re mediocre, like Kate and Peter |
Flying saucers turned cocaine |
Battered fish to oysters, all upgrade |
Council housed and violent, what we’re gonna do today? |
I was running from in trident, 'cause it’s always the same |
Didn’t do no— (Never!), always get the blame |
Lower class, but my class is so fucking flames (Flames) |
Angry? |
Nah, I can’t con-tain |
Fucking punched the wall, 'till my fucking (Ahhh!) |
Knuckles break, feel dumb, 'cause I’m feelin' pain |
Travelled the country, hundreds of trains |
Hundreds of lanes, hundreds of lanes |
Hundreds of people that all act the same |
Think to myself something’s gotta change |
Think to myself something’s gotta change |
Think to myself some things can’t change |
Think to myself something’s gotta change |
Think to myself something’s gotta budge |
Think to myself something’s gotta go |
Trust in slow he’s the chosen one |
Think to myself something’s gotta go |
Think to myself some things can’t change |
Think to myself something’s gotta change |
Think to mysel—, eh (Yeah) |
Fuck it, man (slowthai, man) |
Hahaha, fuck it! |
(slowthai, man) |
Give a fuck about the last fucking chorus |
Some time mine |
We’re gonna make a difference in this shit, man |
Seriously man, this your future self-talking, man |
Crack dealer, phone passed around, like Ambika |
Shotgun shells turn your face, pizza |
Never shot guns, just a drug dealer, huh? |
Just a drug dealer, got one song, it’s called «Drug Dealer» |
Nothing to say, but drug dealer |
You’re mediocre, like Kate and Peter |
(Laughter) |