[Mia X]
  I came to this country with my mama
  Everybody called her the white girl
  But you all knew I had a lil' somethin' somethin' on me
  Cause my outer was slightly tanned
  Southern folk called me a yellow gal
  I've been out here in this world for a while now
  Bringing madness and mayhem to man, woman, and child
  You see my mother, the white girl had several lovers
  So my father's true identity has yet to be discovered
  Some call it A-1 soda others V-12
  Doctor Tishner has been implicated
  But all of their seeds are incriminating evidence
  As far as my perception goes
  My mother, she was indeed good, but I was most powerful
  Just ask anybody in your hood
  You can even ask those in corporate America about this mobstress
  Most times, I as little as a pea, though my weight fluctuates
  Size ain't shit, cause I have enough game to make you steal from ya mama
  And call her out by her name
  I can make her neglect her children, sale her body, perform dirty tricks
  On her knees and be called the neighborhood hottie
  Everybody's a thief and a liar once they make my acquaintance
  They be anxious to buy my love, they lust for me
  Want to hold me and test my purity, but it's only for a moment
  You see the ecstasy that I give to you
  It's only temporary but quite costly
  I'm bossy from your very first encounter with me
  I tell you, you need me, gots to have me, can't live without me
  The pea, my game extends, it gets deeper
  You see my skills don't pimp just the weak minded
  The so-called big ballin' brothers are obsessed with me
  They kill, rob, and plot on one another to possess me
  They see me as a goddess
  The financial path that will lead them out the ghetto
  But don't they know, have a clue
  That I and my mother were sent here to destroy them
  To entice, baffle, and trap them
  Conscious people call the conspiracy genocide
  Well, what do you think
  I mean you make money off me, while they pile up evidence on you
  Then get you to spend all the money you're stackin'
  On lawyers and bail bondsmen
  They seize your property and worldly items
  That have you caught up in this lifestyle
  Material things that turn friends to foes
  Woman to hoe, man to monster
  Yeah nigga you've changed but so what
  Cause I give you what you need I give you power
  Make you feel invincible right by me
  I make you feel like a big man, timer
  No matter how fat, ugly, illiterate you are
  I make the prettiest women love you
  Fight over you and compete with others trying to give you babies
  I make your relative, want to kiss your ass
  Treat you like a king and roll out the red carpet
  They've got one hand out for money
  And the other hand has a pen in it so you can sign your life policy
  My assistance makes you have that edge over the next man
  Cause it's all about me and money, the root of all evil
  The necessities of function in this society
  I make all your gangsta dumbass stories interesting
  Cause you are the man
  I mean we listen in awe as you speak of your murder tales
  Ménage a trios, homosexual advances, and secret romances
  I'm bout it and I make you feel bout it bout it
  I split family, split friends, split lovers and even business partners
  So niggas nickname me crack, ain't that something
  I'm the reason why a lot of people are homeless, crazy, crippled
  Why they're HIV positive and dead
  But you still want me, feel the need for me to be in your possession
  Fear to get high off my intoxicating little pieces
  Or to spread my love to profit
  You're even willing to kill and die for me
  And even though my mother, the white girl
  Engaged in several orgies for my creation
  I still know my father, you know him too
  You follow his lead, and work with him
  Claim you hate him but your actions are different from your tongue
  Let's face it, you serve him faster than you do your God
  We own you nigga
  And as far as the ones that send I and my mother here to destroy you
  We own them too
  So after all my destruction, I must pat myself on the back, uh uh
  I am crack, the devil's daughter
  Human life, minds destroy ya
  You need me, yeah ya do, for sho' ya do, you really do
  So go head on nigga, take a hit
  I'ma keep putting you out on the streets
  Freeze you now, help me to kill you
  Hoodlum poetry, food for ya mind
  Wake up deaf, dumb and blind, it's time
  I'm the masteress, I'm the mobstress
  I'm the pimpstress, and I own you
  I'm the masteress, I'm the mobstress
  And I own you, I'm trying to kill you
  And I'm succeeding, yes I'm succeeding
  I'm trying to kill you and I'm gon' do it
  I'm gon' kill you, I'm gon' kill you
  I'm gon' kill you, and it's bloody