The Adventures In Wonderland

[Ursula Rucker]

Fuck... 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 niggas? 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

Fuck with the massive motherfuckers' minds, and pockets

So I sold cock hits and, alleyway thigh splits for two bits

And, five year old preschool pussy

And, once strong, now boney 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 shit 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 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 and, I counted out the cash

Wasn't saving ass for no niggas sent upriver

I thought my shit was tight... 'til my empire started to quiver

Taking every chance, under surveillance, being listened to

And watched, like Assata 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 fucked 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 cocks 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 pussy on fire

Penned up behind barbed wire

Me and my fellow female mammals, animals

Bitches 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 pastime

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 fucked

And I'm stuck

Doing the Devil's bid

Being rocked 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, LADIES, LIGHTS OUT!"