I\u0027m Your Pusher - Ice-T (full lyrics) Yo, it\u0027s time for me to pump the volume No problem, the record\u0027s revolvin\u0027 Evil\u0027s the mixer, I\u0027m the rap trixister Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures Ice, coolin\u0027, yo colder than ever Punk executioner E pull the lever Rotate the wax tehn cut an\u0027axe the tracks Push up the levels till the red lights max Don\u0027t try to size up, you better wise up To the rap criminals, we\u0027re succeeded Dope beats and lyrics, no beepers needed For this drug deal, I\u0027m the big wheel The dope I\u0027m sellin\u0027, you don\u0027t smoke, you feel Out on the dance floor, on my world tour I\u0027m sellin\u0027 dope in each and every record store I\u0027m the king pin when the wax spins Crack or smack will take you to a sure end You don\u0027t need it, just throw that stuff away You wanna get high? Let the record play Mc Ice t I\u0027m your pusher I know you\u0027re lovin\u0027 this drugs as it\u0027s comin\u0027 out your speaker Bass thru the bottons, highs thru the tweeters But this base you don\u0027t need a pipe Just a tempo to keep your hype Groovin\u0027 like I see you doin\u0027 Some stupid crack would just ruin Your natural high, why?.that ain\u0027t fly And anyone who says it is, lies Move like I knew you would, like I knew could And if you ain\u0027t cracked out, then I know you should Be able to give me a clap, to match exact with the track And since I know that you ain\u0027t, I expect that Oh now this jam is lit, it\u0027s like the ultimate People high off dope but still physically fit I\u0027ll make a million bucks, pack my dough in trucks From sellin\u0027 dope beats, dope rhymes, dope cuts I\u0027ll be the biggest dope dealer in history Because all the fly will be high off that Ice-T I\u0027m your pusher I\u0027m bring it to boil, Evil E rock it up You want it?.I don\u0027t think you got enough Last suckers crossed, Syndicate shot\u0027em up Cops found\u0027em in the lake bottom up I don\u0027t play when it comes to my dope I check my lyrics close, like with a microscope I don\u0027t clean\u0027em up with no ivory soap I leave\u0027em hard and pure, hope that you can cope Because you might O.D. if you overdrive This record, tape or CD, because the sound I\u0027ve Created on this wax is like a chemical And the knowledge I give, makes me invincible I\u0027m your pusher The cops don\u0027t know what to do, because my dope breaks thru No matter what they do, my stuff gets to you Kickin\u0027 on the Boulevard, my tempo\u0027s hyped and hard I don\u0027t ask, the ICE just bogards Sire Records puts me out, with Warner Bros. clout My dope hits the streets with no doubt Evil E adds the cut, then removes it IZ checks for purity, then approves it And then you get it, try it, and like it And if it ain\u0027t potent, we remix and spike it To bring you the pure dope, not a noose in a rope Because if you\u0027re doin\u0027 crack, you\u0027re on death row You\u0027re just a toy punk, to mess with that junk You want some real dope, come look in my trunk The dope I\u0027m sellin\u0027 is life, 100% legit So get real fool, and try some real hit MC Ice t I\u0027m your pusher I\u0027m your pusher