| You know I smoked a lot of grass
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| Oh Lord I popped a lot of pills
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| But I never touched nothin'
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| That my spirit could kill
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| You know I’ve seen a lot of people
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| Walking around with tombstone in their eyes
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| But the pusher don’t care, ah
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| If you live or if you die
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| God damn hmm the pusher
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| God damn hey I say the pusher
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| I say God damn God damn the pusherman
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| You know the dealer, the dealer is a man
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| With a lot of grass in his hand
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| Ah but the pusher is a monster
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| Good God he’s not a natural man
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| The dealer, for a nickel Lord
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| He’ll sell you lots of sweet dreams
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| Ah but the pushr’ll ruin your body
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| Lord he’ll leave… h’ll leave your mind to scream
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| God damn ah the pusher
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| God damn, God damn the pusher
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| I said God damn God, God damn the pusherman
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| Well Lord if I were the president
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| Of this land you know I’d declare
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| Total war on the pusherman
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| I’d cut him if he stands and
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| I shoot him if he’d run and
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| I’d kill him with my bible
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| And my razor and my gun
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| God damn aww the pusher
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| God damn… the pusher
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| I said God damn, God damn the pusherman! |