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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 tombstones in their eyes |
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But the pusher don't care |
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Ah if you live or if you die |
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God damn, the pusher, |
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God damn, hey |
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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 pusher'll ruin your body |
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Lord he'll leave, he'll leave your mind to scream |
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God damn, the pusher, god damn, |
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God damn the pusher |
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I said, "God damn, God, God damn the pusherman" |
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Well Lord if |
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I were the president of this land |
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You know I'd declare 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 |
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And I'd kill him with my bible and my razor and my gun |
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God damn, the pusher, god damn, the pusher |
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I said, "God damn, God damn the pusherman" |
