Drone - T.I.A. lyrics

Born with an ak-47 in hand Used to blood in your hood Every week you lose a friend to war Tossed into a vicious circle Take the position that has been foregone Capable of anything so Be prepared 'cause this is Africa Shape and fate resembles The skull a synonym of d**h One child per carat turns a pale neck to red Diamonds are a girl's best friend And fiend to those whose blood is shed Trapped inside a vicious circle Take the position that has been foregone Capable of anything so Be prepared 'cause this is Africa Geared for gain an eye on profit, on another genocide Guns against some rotten sticks, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Playing the warlord in a game of domino Once it rolls the whole chain falls One hits next, each after all Locked inside a vicious circle T.i.A. - hey, this is Africa