[00:00:00] The Adventures In Wonderland (explicit Album Version) - The Roots [00:00:00] F**k kill and prosper [00:00:04] Is the gospel of Wonderland where [00:00:07] Street sands are quick [00:00:09] To suck you down to the abyss [00:00:11] With the lure of pure bliss if you kiss the dicks [00:00:15] Of the niggaz Never Nosferatu's [00:00:18] Those witches and warlocks in blue [00:00:20] Government gumshoe keepers of the First Zoo [00:00:24] Who Me [00:00:28] I'm the modern day vixen vampire slayer [00:00:31] Unauthorized player in the capitalist contest [00:00:34] To see who "Gets Money" [00:00:36] No milk and honey in this land [00:00:38] Cause justice has been banned [00:00:40] So it's play dirty or die by the hand [00:00:43] That's holding all the guns [00:00:44] Plunged deep into religion was my first decision [00:00:48] To save me and my daughter's lives but [00:00:50] I can't thrive off spirit and scripture [00:00:53] The picture grew clearer; I made the move to rear her [00:00:56] In a life wanting for nothing [00:00:58] So I got into this drug thing [00:01:00] Not doing but dealing [00:01:03] Sealing fates and healing struggle gaped wounds [00:01:06] Of the doomed became my mission [00:01:09] Izm was just too small time [00:01:10] I had to find the best design to [00:01:12] F**k with the massive motherf**kers minds and pockets [00:01:16] So I sold kits and alleyway thigh splits for two bits [00:01:20] And five year old preschool p**sy [00:01:22] And once strong now bony backs and stretched out [00:01:26] Weary racks of snatch in other words [00:01:29] I sold crack [00:01:31] Morality was buried deep beneath the new Jeep [00:01:34] Silk sheets and money heaps [00:01:36] Still the good mother I sent my daughter off to [00:01:39] Boarding school to keep sh*t under cover [00:01:42] All the while envisioning myself [00:01:44] A champion of ghetto causes [00:01:46] Plus his game I was playing and winning [00:01:49] While sinning against myself and soul to get the gold [00:01:52] I was the Female Don the Crack Queen [00:01:55] To me I seemed unstoppable my coffers full [00:01:58] I went buckwild wanting more [00:02:01] Like the pipe worn whores I began to deplore [00:02:04] No time for playing with my coochie [00:02:06] Counting my man's mad lucci [00:02:08] While he was up inside some hoochie's loose piece [00:02:11] I signed the checks and I counted out the cash [00:02:14] Wasn't saving a** for no niggaz sent upriver [00:02:17] I thought my sh*t was tight [00:02:19] til my empire started to quiver [00:02:22] Taking every chance under surveillance [00:02:25] Being listened to [00:02:26] And watched like Assata Shakur [00:02:29] My place on the top was no more sure [00:02:32] Loose lips flipped the script [00:02:34] The fantasy trip swiftly ended [00:02:36] It took no time to blend in with the population prison [00:02:41] My jaded vision busted like a cherry [00:02:44] Every dream I had now tainted bad [00:02:47] I f**ked and I killed to prosper [00:02:50] Upheld each tenant of the ghastly gospel [00:02:54] Shift to a different Wonderland to pay the price for my vice [00:02:57] A land of fields to toil in like slaves [00:03:00] No lillies in this field just plenty of souls to save [00:03:04] Plenty of fat uniformed rats with [00:03:07] Below average size cocks that slither [00:03:09] Through cell locks in the night [00:03:11] Lactating tits being licked left and right [00:03:15] Plenty of coochie burning with desire [00:03:17] Like black churches in the South [00:03:19] Black prayers and p**sy on fire [00:03:22] Penned up behind barbed wire [00:03:24] Me and my fellow female mammals animals [00:03:27] B**ches in cages bodies racked with hormone rages [00:03:31] Minds haunted by our children's faces [00:03:33] They mace us [00:03:34] With promises of rehabilitation slash corruption [00:03:38] Place smoking guns in empty hands of [00:03:40] Native sisters and sons [00:03:42] I joined in this nation's favorite pasttime [00:03:45] On a quest to gets mine