Lupe Fiasco - Conflict Diamonds lyrics

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Lupe Fiasco - Conflict Diamonds lyrics

Diamonds are forever They won't leave in the night I've no fear that they might Desert me Uhh, F and F, up Diamonds are forever Yeah, ya know what I'm saying I figure, I feel like I'm should just, ya no Show people the other side that wonder Where, ya know wat I'm sayin' That are presently unaware They don't know about it, ya no wat I'm sayin' Ya know jus' show 'em there's another side To this thing right here we call bling Allow me to break down the game Behind the bracelets, earrings Chains, watches and rings, the bling The crystal encrusted, princess flooded Canary studded, blue colored and blood stained Yeah, the older brother of the drug game That giver of fame, the take awayer of lame The empowerer of the kings that came to claims and disease Believe what the native people were saying Believe my engagement ring received and flossed At the cost of a bondage child minus pain Long ago kings use to wear 'em in their armor When they fought other armies because it use to scare 'em If you wasn't rich couldn't wear em Witches use to marry and they'd shoot you before they share 'em The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum Most hated ladies best friend get marked for a clip You know what I'm sayin', I ain't comin' down on nobody You know what I'm sayin', I ain't tryin' to judge nobody Or nutin' like that You know wat I'm sayin', I've lost to I might go and get me a pinky ring tommorow You know wat I'm sayin' but I just want you to see man You know wat I'm sayin', jus' see, man Sissero so old and genocide Until the countryside just to get his shine on I fear what the beards and his peers use to do Before the world really knew just to get they mind on Making paper from slave labor and hittin' little kids With life time bids making 'em cut and shine stones Inflating the price and making 'em look nice And I wasn't thinking twice when I was putting mine on About a young shorty in Sierra Leone Or other conflict countries that people call home I figured I would never go to Angola So it never did affect me that made me Though maybe indirectly That my necklace was funding a rebellion or a military coo Started by militias that don't believe in following none of Geneva's rules I was brushing of the haters, trying to be cool Didn't have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers Raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses Burners of the businesses At my birth there was the few Uhh, I ain't pushing an agenda, homie I'm jus' pushing the facts, f** Bush 'Cause there's people doin' worse on this earth and there black I took it for years now let me bring it back We all know on foreign shores that they finance wars But asks yourself do they finance yours When I first got mine I took 'em out on tour They only lost half the value when I took 'em out the store Or it was full of moistened Nikes and cubics But the j**eler knew I was stupid and that I couldn't prove it Feeling like I need it because I do music To impress the groupies and the interviewers So I didn't appraise it nor did I loop it Even gave 'em to my girl thinkin' I was cupid Homies were all hating, hoping they could make me lose it Creeping through my own hood, knew I had to remove it I see the Russian Mafia, the Jewish Mobsters The undercover terrorists and the traps for the hustlers Homie, it's a rap for the nonsense rhyming Props to Kenya I call it conflict diamonds You know what I'm sayin', I ain't comin' down on nobody You know what I'm sayin', I ain't tryin' to judge nobody Or nutin' like that You know wat I'm sayin', I've lost to I might go and get me a pinky ring tommorow You know wat I'm sayin' but I just want you to see man You know wat I'm sayin', jus' see, man

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