Polluted Wisdom

Lyrics

[Intro: La the Darkman & O.V. Wright] Yo, yo, yeah Can't see the light Trafficante, word up A fool can't see the light Here to speak about, yo A fool can't see the light Polluted Wisdom, yeah, 2nd Chamber, to all the boos A fool can't see the light Polluted Wisdom, 2nd Chamber, yo A fool.. [Verse 1] I know this chick named Gina drove a royal blue Beamer Holding two chrome ninas, fucking daily like Adina Wore corn braids, I used to hit it back in the days Now she a coke slave, Italian niggas getting her pay But that's her heritage, she stayed sniffed up, no sorrow Clean her toes for today gave a fuck about tomorrow But she borrowed 50 Gs flat from a shark Now they tryna make the chick history like Noah's Ark She blew the cheddar, she live on the low where it's better Copped the condo, some jewels and a '97 Jetta Now she know she Big Will but wrong she Silly Sally Think she handling armies 'cause her body out in Cali Terribly mistaken strung on yay in its creation Trying to slide down south with the cream from the Jamaicans It's a woman hunt been on for 'bout three months When they catch her some say they pouring gas in her cunt Torch it like a blunt and sparked on her God Born day She wanted to be a queen but went about it all the wrong way She still hanging in bars, being Diana Ross Friday and Saturday jumping back and forth in niggas' cars Now I see her with Ken at the bar guzzling gin Thinking he the man 'cause he got a 500 Benz He like it raw when he touch skin, Gina just a friend Not knowing the type of lifestyle shorty was in, from Shaolin [Break: La the Darkman & O.V. Wright] A fool can't see the light Word up, think again Know what I'm saying? Word To all the wisdoms, living a fast life Yeah, you rather see the light A fool can't see the light Pump your breaks, know what I'm saying? A fool can't see the light Word up, it's reality, word up, yo [Verse 2] Driven by greed, she live in a plot with a knot Been in the block with ten crisp Gs in her pock She ain't stunting it, joint off safety, three clips Peep the rearview some dreads pulled back her whips So she murked off they murked too it's drama again Just bought a first-class ticket going to Michigan She tried to come out alive grabbed the joint then sat aside Thinking if she shoot first then her life can't be denied Started blazing, shorty was no joke, she blinked Using rapid fire, the dreads tryna hit her gas tank Testing Uzis, ooh-wops, the next man block cock Through the action four bystanders was shot But it continued, shorty hitting 90, scraped the Benz Still steering, begging Allah for her sins With no friends she had to handle beef on the dolo Three shells came through the window, one went through her Polo Now she swerving needing a doctor like J Erving Two other chickens that knew her, severe lesson they was learning Sipping bourbon she reloaded seeing her life being demoted Catch a flashback remember shit Scarface quoted Still licking off shells, feeling the fires of Hell Losing mad blood trying to make it back to the hotel Dreads licked off, attacked, she had no chance to react Firing, emptying clips from fifty-shot gats Two more caught her in her back, the others made the tires flat The car flipped thirteen times dun and dead was that Dead was that [Outro: La the Darkman & O.V. Wright] Word up black Yeah, yo, to all the women Watch what you do and who you screw A fool can't see the light Yeah, be a queen and not a money fiend Know what I mean? Word up A fool can't see the light Protect yourself La the Darkman / Rzarectah A fool.. [Movie sample] Hombre, in this business you always end up on one side of the gun or the other. Shoot, go 'head, shoot