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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 death

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