Diamonds+industry


 * __DIAMONDS CONFLICT__**

[Chorus] Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night I've no fear that they might desert me
 * Lupe Fiasco "Conflict Diamonds"**

Allow me to break down the game behind the bracelets, earrings, chains, watches and rings The bling the crystal incrusted, princess flooded canary studded, blue colored and blood stained Yeah, the older brother of the drug game the giver of fame, the take awayer of lame The empowerer of the kings that came with claims and disease to leave where the native peoples were staying Believe, my engagement ring received And flossed at the cost of a bondage child minus pain Long ago kings use to wear them in their armor when they fought other armies Because it use to scare them If you wasn't rich, couldn't wear them Witches use to marry them They'll shoot you before they share them The gift and the curse, the venom and the serum Most hated lady's best friend, get murked for a cerium

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Cecil Rhodes sold war and genocide Into the countryside just to get his shine on I fear what De Beers and his peers use to do Before the world really knew, just to get their mine on Making paper with slave labor And hitting little kids with life time bids making them cut and shine stones Inflating the price and making them 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 there, maybe indirectly That my neck leash was funding a rebellion or a military coup Started by militias that don't believe in following none of Geneva's rules I was brushing off 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 and my bracelet was the fuel Uhh, I ain't pushing an agenda homie I'm just pushing the facts, fuck Bush Cuz there's people doing 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 ask yourself do they finance yours When I first got mine I took them out on tour Didn't know they lost half the value when I took them out the store Or it was full of moissanites and cubics But the jeweler 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 them to my girl, thinking I was cupid Homies was all hate 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 wrap for the nonsense rhyming Props to Kanye I call this Conflict Diamonds

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