You're the scum of the earth, ya pieca shit
I'll break your neck 'cos you're dealin' it
Turn pain into gold, payed to keep the kids down
The ruling class they want you around
They're not on the streets, but you I can touch
Me & my edge crew, we'll deal with your drugs
When you're gone, we hit right to the top
The 'heart' of the system, the government is da mob
They'll get it
Pusher season - We'll have a ball
Pusher season - We'll shoot you all