Diamonds of Sierra Leone
Kanye WestOriginal | Versione più politica e più esplicita ed articolata di Lupe Fiasco... |
DIAMONDS OF SIERRA LEONE Diamonds are forever They're all I need to please me They can't stimulate or tease me They won't leave in the night Have no fear that they might Desert me "Diamonds are forever forever forever" Throw ya diamonds in the sky If you feel the vibe "Diamonds are forever forever forever" The Roc is still alive (1) Everytime I rhyme "Forever and ever!" For ever ever? for ever ever? ever ever? Ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? Good Morning, this ain't Vietnam still People lose hands, legs, arms for real Little was known of Sierra Leone And how it connect to the diamonds we own When I speak of Diamonds in this song I ain't talkin bout the ones that be glown I'm talkin bout Roc-A-Fella, my home, my chain These ain't conflict diamonds, is they Jacob? don't lie to me mayne (2) See, a part of me sayin' keep shinin', How? when I know of the blood diamonds Though it's thousands of miles away Sierra Leone connect to what we go through today Over here, its a drug trade, we die from drugs Over there, they die from what we buy from drugs The diamonds, the chains, the bracelets, the charmses I thought my Jesus Piece was so harmless 'til I seen a picture of a shorty armless And here's the conflict It's in a black person's soul to rock that gold Spend ya whole life tryna get that ice On a polar rugby it look so nice How could somethin' so wrong make me feel so right, right? 'fore I beat myself up like Ike (3) You could still throw ya Roc-A-Fella diamond tonight, 'cause "Diamonds are forever forever forever" Throw ya diamonds in the sky If you feel the vibe "Diamonds are forever forever forever" The Roc is still alive Everytime I rhyme "Forever and ever!" For ever ever? for ever ever? ever ever? Ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? ever ever? | CONFLICT DIAMOND Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night I've no fear that they might desert me 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 Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night I've no fear that they might desert me 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 Diamonds are forever They wont leave in the night I've no fear that they might desert me |
(1) “Roc” sta per “Roc-A-Fella”, una delle etichette per cui incide West, il cui simbolo è la forma di un diamante ottenuta congiungendo gli indici e i pollici delle mani.
(2) riferimento alla catena di gioiellerie statunitense Jacob & Co.
(3) Forse si riferisce ad Ike Turner, il marito delle Tina, che era uso pestare lei e le altre sue mogli.