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
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