Conflict Diamonds Lyrics - Lupe Fiasco

Allow me to break down the game behind the bracelets, earings, chains, watches and rings 

The bling the crystal-encrusted, princess-flooded, canary-studded, blue-colored, and blood-stained 

Yea, the olda' brotha' of the drug game, the giver a fame and take away the a-lame 

The empowerer of the Kings that came with claims and disease to leave where the native people were stained 

Believe my engagement ring recieve the floss at the cost of a bonded child minus pain 

Long ago kings used to wear them in their armor when they fought other armies because it used to scare 'em 

If you wasn't rich couldn't wear 'em, witches used to marry 'em, they'll shoot you before they share 'em 

The gift and the Curse, the Venom and the serum, most hated ladies best friends get murked for a clear one 

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Cecil Rhodes sold woe and genocide into the country side just to get his shine on 

I feared what DeBeers and his peers used to do before the world really knew just to get they mind on 

Makin' paper with slave labor and hittin' lil' kids with lifetime bids makin' em cut and shine stones 

Inflatin' the price and makin' em look nice and i wasn't thinkin' twice when i was puttin' 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 effect me that maybe indirectly, 

That my necklace was fundin' a rebellion or a military coup 

Started by militias that dont believe in followin' none of geneva's rules 

I was brushin off the haters, tryna be cool 

Didnt have a clue that the rapper was helpin' the rapers, raiders of the villages, pillagers of the schools 

Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses, burners of the businesses and my bracelet was the fuel (Do you hear me?!) 

I aint pushin' an agenda homie, im just pushin' the facts - Fuck Bush - 

Cause there's people doin worse on this earth and they black, i took it there, yea, 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 

Didnt know they lost have the value when i took them out the store 

Oh, it was full of moissanites and cubix 

But the jeweler knew i was stupid, and that i couldnt prove it 

Feelin' like i need it, cuz i do music 

To impress the groupies, and the interviewers 

So i didnt appraise, nor did i loop it 

Even gave 'em to my girl, thinkin' i was cupid 

Homies was on hate, hopin' they could make me lose it 

Creepin' through my own hood, knew i had to remove it 

I see the Russian mafia, the Jewish mobsters, the undercover terrorist, and the traps for the hustlers 

Homie its a rap for the nonsense rhymin' 

Props to Kanye, I call it Conflict Diamonds... 

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