You know I smoked a lot of grassOh lord I pumped a lot of pillsBut I never touched nothinthat my spirit could killY
ou know I've seen a lot of peoplewalking around with tombstone in their eyesBut the pusher don't care, ahif you live or if y
ou dieGod damn hhm the pushergod damn he hei I say the pusherI say god damn god damn the pushermanYou know the dealer,the
dealer is a manwith a lot of grass in his handAh but the pusher is a monstergood god he's not a natural manThe dealer,for a
nickel lordhe'll sell you lots of sweet dreamsAh but the pusher'llruin your bodylord he'll leave... he'll leave your mind t
o screamgod damn ahh the pusher.god damn,god damn the pusher.I said god damn god god damn the pushermanWell lord if I were
the presidentof this land you know I'd declaretotal war on the pushermanI'd cut him if he stands andI shoot him if he'd ru
n andI'd kill him with my biblewith my razor and my gungod damn all the pusher.god damn... all the pusher.I said god damn
god damn the pusherman!