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THE ROOTS lyrics : "The Adventures In Wonderland"

(feat. Ursula Rucker)
[Ursula Rucker]
$#&@.. kill.. and prosper

is the gospel of Wonderland, where
street sands, are quick..
to suck you down to the abyss

with the lure of pure bliss if you kiss the dicks
of the ^!$$%z? Never.. Nosferatu's
Those witches and warlocks in blue

Government gumshoe, keepers of the First Zoo
Who? .. Me? ..
I'm the modern day vixen vampire slayer

Unauthorized player, in the capitalist contest
to see who "Gets Money"
No milk and honey, in this land

cause justice has been banned
So it's play dirty or die by the hand
that's holding all the guns

Plunged, deep into religion was my first decision
To save me and my daughter's lives, but
I can't thrive off spirit and scripture

The picture grew clearer; I made the move to rear her
in a life wanting for nothing
so I got into this drug thing

Not doing, but dealing
Sealing fates and, healing struggle gaped, wounds
of the doomed became my mission

Izm was just too small time
I had to find the best design to
$#&@ with the massive mother$#&@ers minds, and pockets

So I sold ? kits and, alleyway thigh splits for two bits
and, five year old preschool #~!!@
and, once strong now bony backs and stretched out

weary racks of snatch, in other words..
.. I sold crack
Morality was buried deep, beneath the new Jeep,

silk sheets and money heaps
Still the good mother, I sent my daughter off to
boarding school to keep %#@! under cover

All the while envisioning myself, a champion of ghetto causes
plus his, game I was playing, and winning
While sinning, against myself and soul to get the gold

I was the Female Don, the Crack Queen
To me I seemed unstoppable, my coffers full
I went buckwild, wanting more

like the pipe worn !@^%s I began to deplore
No time for playing with my coochie
counting my man's mad lucci

while he was up inside some hoochie's loose piece
I signed the checks and, I counted out the cash
Wasn't saving $$# for no ^!$$%z sent upriver

I thought my %#@! was tight..
.. til my empire started to quiver
Taking every chance, under surveillance, being listened to

And watched, like $$#ata Shakur
My place on the top was no more sure
Loose lips flipped the script

The fantasy trip, swiftly ended
It took no time to blend in, with the population prison
My jaded vision, busted like a cherry

Every, dream I had, now tainted bad
I $#&@ed and, I killed, to prosper
Upheld each tenant, of the ghastly gospel

Shift to a different Wonderland to pay the price for my vice
A land of fields to toil in like slaves
No lillies in this field just plenty of souls to save

Plenty of fat uniformed rats with
below average size @@#!s that slither
through cell locks, in the night

Lactating tits being licked, left and right
Plenty of coochie, burning with desire
Like black churches in the South

Black prayers and #~!!@ on fire
Penned up behind barbed wire
Me and my fellow female mammals, animals

(*##$es in cages, bodies racked with hormone rages
Minds haunted by our children's faces
They mace us, with promises of rehabilitation slash corruption
Place smoking guns in empty hands of, native sisters and sons
I joined in this nation's favorite pasttime

on a quest to gets mine
Now I'm passing time standing on line
in the commissary to buy Maxi-Pads
instead of shopping at Barney's for Chanel bags
Nana who raised me, went to bed a-dazed

via my mistakes, and my daughter hates
me for what I did
And I'm !#@*ED.. and I'm STUCK
Doing the Devil's bid
Being locked in a moral corrupt crib

Psst.. missing my kid.. psst.. hey girl,
you wanna get finger $#&@ed tonight?
I swear I'll stick it in and up tight just right

Yo sis.. I've had to kill and %#@!

Just blow my head pretty and I'll give you a slip
ALRIGHT LADIES, LIGHTS OUT!

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