featuring Ursula Rucker

Ursula Rucker
Fuck.. kill.. and prosper
is the gospel of Wonderlandwhere
street sandsare quick..
to suck you down to the abyss
with the lure of pure bliss if you kiss the dicks
of the niggaz? Never.. Nosferatu s
Those witches and warlocks in blue
Government gumshoekeepers of the First Zoo
Who? .. Me? ..
I m the modern day vixen vampire slayer
Unauthorized playerin the capitalist contest
to see who "Gets Money"
No milk and honeyin this land
cause justice has been banned
So it s play dirty or die by the hand
that s holding all the guns
Plungeddeep into religion was my first decision
To save me and my daughter s livesbut
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 doingbut dealing
Sealing fates andhealing struggle gapedwounds
of the doomed became my mission
Izm was just too small time
I had to find the best design to
fuck with the massive motherfuckers mindsand pockets
So I sold ? kits andalleyway thigh splits for two bits
andfive year old preschool pussy
andonce strong now bony backs and stretched out
weary racks of snatchin other words..
.. I sold crack
Morality was buried deepbeneath the new Jeep
silk sheets and money heaps
Still the good motherI sent my daughter off to
boarding school to keep shit under cover
All the while envisioning myselfa champion of ghetto causes
plus hisgame I was playingand winning
While sinningagainst myself and soul to get the gold
I was the Female Donthe Crack Queen
To me I seemed unstoppablemy coffers full
I went buckwildwanting more
like the pipe worn whores 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 andI counted out the cash
Wasn t saving ass for no niggaz sent upriver
I thought my shit was tight..
.. til my empire started to quiver
Taking every chanceunder surveillancebeing listened to
And watchedlike Assata Shakur
My place on the top was no more sure
Loose lips flipped the script
The fantasy tripswiftly ended
It took no time to blend inwith the population prison
My jaded visionbusted like a cherry
Everydream I hadnow tainted bad
I fucked andI killedto prosper
Upheld each tenantof 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 cocks that slither
through cell locksin the night
Lactating tits being lickedleft and right
Plenty of coochieburning with desire
Like black churches in the South
Black prayers and pussy on fire
Penned up behind barbed wire
Me and my fellow female mammalsanimals
Bitches in cagesbodies racked with hormone rages
Minds haunted by our children s faces
They mace uswith promises of rehabilitation slash corruption
Place smoking guns in empty hands ofnative 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 mewent to bed a-dazed
via my mistakesand my daughter hates
me for what I did
And I m FUCKED.. 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 fucked tonight?
I swear I ll stick it in and up tight just right

Yo sis.. I ve had to kill and shit
Just blow my head pretty and I ll give you a slip
ALRIGHT LADIESLIGHTS OUT!

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