(feat. Ursula Rucker)    [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 niggaz? 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 ? kits and, alleyway thigh splits for two bits  and, five year old preschool pussy  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 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 niggaz 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 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 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 LADIES, LIGHTS OUT!