Artist: Ice-T f/ DJ Evil E The Great Album: Gang Culture (Recorded Live in Europe) * Song: I'm Your Pusher (Live) Typed by: firstname.lastname@example.org * Originally performed Live At The Miles Davis Hall, Montreux, Switzerland on July 10th, 1995 [Intro: DJ Evil E] Yo, yo, yo Switzerland Switzerland, yo man this is WHAT'S UP for a WHAT? Yeah, yo man as I ?? up, Switzerland doesn't know this And doesn't know what time it is man, you know what I'm saying? I don't think they know what time it is I wanna shoot man; the man with 50 grand that let Switzerland; know what time it is, you know what I'm saying? I want y'all to make some noise if y'all wanna know what time it is Scream Switzerland, yeah Yo baby, ??? throw this some high Hit them with it [Verse One: Ice-T] Yo, it's time for me to pump the volume No problem, the record is revolving Evil is the mixer, I'm the rap trickster Paparazzi is on the Bum Rush for pictures Ice, cooling, yo, colder than ever Punk executioner, E pulled the lever Rotate the wax, then cut and x the tracks Push up the levels 'til the red lights max Don't try to size up, you better wise up To the rap criminals, we're on the rise up We're selling dope, til we're succeeded Dope beats and lyrics, ain't no beepers needed (NEEDED!!) For this drug deal, I'm the big wheel The dope I'm selling, if you don't smoke you feel Out on the dance floor, on my world tour Selling dope in each and every record store I'm the king pin when the wax spins (UHH!) Crack or smack will take you to a sure end You don't need it, just throw that shit away You wanna get high? - Let the record play Now, if you feel me out there, move your hands like this here And everybody, we gonna sing along an old shit [Chorus: DJ Evil E] I'm your mama, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley I'm the brother, when you need, a true player to emcee You know me, I'm your friend, your main boy, thick and thin [Ice-T] What's my name? (MC Ice-T!!) And what do I do for the living? Tell me? - I'm your.. PUSHER!! Yeah, yeah, here's some fly shit Check it out [Verse Two: Ice-T] I know you're loving this drugs as it's coming out your speaker Bass through the bottoms, highs through the tweeters But this base, you don't need a pipe Just a tempo to keep your hype (UHH!!) Grooving like I see you doing Some stupid crack, would just ruin Your natural high, why? - that ain't fly And anyone who says it is (LIE!!) Move like I knew you would, like I knew could And if you ain't cracked out then, I know you should Be able to give me a clap, to match exact with the track But I know that you ain't, I expect that Now this jam is lit, like the ultimate People high off dope but still physically fit Make a million buck, pack my dough in truck From selling dope beats, dope rhymes, dope cuts I'll be the biggest dope dealer in history Cause all the fly will be high off that Ice-T Show clap, show clap [Chorus: Ice-T] I'm your mama, I'm your daddy, I'm that nigga in the alley I'm the brother, when you need, a true player to emcee You know me, I'm your friend, your main boy... [Outro: Ice-T] What's my name? (MC Ice-T!!) And tell these motherfuckers what I do for the living I'm your.. PUSHER!! - YEAH!!