The Adventures In Wonderland Lyrics
| Song | The Adventures In Wonderland |
| Artist | The Roots |
| Album | Illadelph Halflife |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Questlove, 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! |
| zuo ci : Questlove, 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 maxipads | |
| Instead of shopping at barney' s for chanel bags | |
| Nana who raised me, went to bed adazed | |
| 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! |
| zuò cí : Questlove, 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 maxipads | |
| Instead of shopping at barney' s for chanel bags | |
| Nana who raised me, went to bed adazed | |
| 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! |
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