Special Teamz - Pushaman lyrics

My man got O's for sale so what the fuck?
I might as well capitalize, right?
I ain't sleeping tonight anyways
You got someone to call on
The late night? Call me

(Got that) Smoke if you want to blow, mane
(Got that) Dope, shoot it into your vein
(Got that) Coke, sell it by the rope, mane
I'm your pusherman, I'm your pusherman
(Got that) Heat if you want to pop, mane
(Got that) E if you want to pop, mane
(See police) Sold it to you? Tell 'em nah
Mane (If you ask me) Can't nobody stop me

Tell me, what's it gonna be?
Some Ecstasy or the 40 OCs?
Or five dollar Percocets is
What we working with
And I'll show you just how sick
Berserk it get

Squish tight in the vice, lеt the prices fall
I'm a street pharmacist, so pay homage, kid
The llama spit's and demolish the
House where your mama lives
We're non-violent
We circulate to drugs like a tyrant
The potato's on the barrel
Make the bullets move silent
Quick to wet you up like a hydrant
No water's in the pool
Head first you just dive in
Your shells are like salt-water fish
They travel in schools
Shrivel like prunes, my baby needs shoes
How can I refuse? I'll buy her whatever moves
I copped the coke by the rope
And dope from the accuser
Move it to the losers and
Drug abusers accused in
Hair with more suction than a
Dyson or a Hoover vacuum
Consume more blow than a tuba
And box whoever or whom up like Lou Duva
Feed the pit-bulls you can uber
Toke the dro, smoke out the hookah
High like super fly Snooker
We duct tape the handle of the Ruger
Discuss your death over a
Drink at Peter Luger's

(Got that) Smoke if you want to blow, mane
(Got that) Dope, shoot it into your vein
(Got that) Coke, sell it by the rope, mane
I'm your pusherman, I'm your pusherman
(Got that) Heat if you want to pop, mane
(Got that) E if you want to pop, mane
(See police) Sold it to you? Tell 'em nah
Mane (If you ask me) Can't nobody stop me

Come on, I got a pocket full of rocket fuel
To put you in the hospital when you put
It in your nostrils and it's knocking you
Out of your socks and shoes
Chasing vodka down with lots of brews
Fuck the coppers watching us
You're watching me? I'm watching you
And the powder, an ounce
Hit a town 'til my dollar amounts
Have so many 0's in them that
They getting hard to pronounce
Stuck inside a cage with philosophers around
He's a born again Christian
Look at the gospels that I found
Jesus christ, I wish I had an easy life
Instead of a pallet full of
Bills and a sleezy wife
Tell me how the fuck am
I supposed to support myself? Sorting mail
Taking the bus in from Roslindale
Broke as fuck- have you seen
Him lately? George is pale
That's a sad story really
Quite an unfortunate tale fuck that
You ain't gotta leave this horse to the pale
I'll sell dope to a dopehead
'til I'm scorching in Hell
And this wasn't a choice
I was forced to just sell
So I could eat shrimp and
Fuck bitches with gorgeous nails
I got forties on the porch for sale
Shit, I'm married to this bitch
I can't divorce her now

(Got that) Smoke if you want to blow, mane
(Got that) Dope, shoot it into your vein
(Got that) Coke, sell it by the rope, mane
I'm your pusherman, I'm your pusherman
(Got that) Heat if you want to pop, mane
(Got that) E if you want to pop, mane
(See police) Sold it to you? Tell 'em nah
Mane (If you ask me) Can't nobody stop me