[Verse 1]
Pieces on gold leashes
Jesus, I wonder if he left cold speechless, I imagine
He’d feel it’s so needless
It’s a part of the spirit, it’s the sole weakness
We’re sleeping as the mine’s sleepless, digging for the sweetness
It’s kept secret, forged by the beaches
Western riches turning children to creatures
See I’m preaching but they don’t teach this
Now I got a Common flow, but I’m so original
Like the leash that’s round my neck, I feel I need another go
Its die another day over Sierra Leone
Throw your diamonds in the sky but how far are you throwing?
Throw your pieces to the ground, throw your pearls to the pigs
Not to dogs, coz it’s sacred, d’you need a piece to live?
Diamonds over bling, diamonds for the kings
On their rings and a bunch of other things, Wings
Of an angel, I see no halo in ring worlds or fake girls
Blood, war diamonds and hate pearls
The glow leaving lives defiled
Bling-bling got you shining like an Ultrabite smile
Fuck Friendz like Pac said, it’s for the silver
The gold, diamonds, and bills, her
Glow got me like a gold fleece
But no warmer do I feel with a Jesus piece
[Verse 2]
Pieces on gold leashes, heated
See them in the sin cities, in the streets where heat is
In the jungles, in the place where sleeping is the way some people gotta pay for their eating
Diseased, ill, ridden with a plague, I’ve been feeling that the days, living like a slave for a chain
Ain’t a life worth living
The sane have been driven to the brink of insanity, soul’s gold prison
An eye for an eye leaves everybody blind
Die for the diamonds, Dia, child soldier front line
Blood diamonds like a hymen, raped the earth and fell silent
Pay the clients, and the tyrants and the corporation giants
Compliant, and submissive to the jewels
Use your hands as the tools, carbonado from Orion
The science, check your soul, 18 per cent
The same as what you take off the shelf, one thousand well spent
Shine on like a crazy girl’s best friend
In the sky or on my windshield, painted red
Lords of War, the Lost and the Damned
Ballads of Gay Tony’s, a Far Cry from desert lands
Sands of lands of a time now deceased
What we see in the streets, jet black to cerise
The pressure’s overwhelming and the heat is increased
But no warmer do I feel with a Jesus piece
Pieces on gold leashes
Jesus, I wonder if he left cold speechless, I imagine
He’d feel it’s so needless
It’s a part of the spirit, it’s the sole weakness
We’re sleeping as the mine’s sleepless, digging for the sweetness
It’s kept secret, forged by the beaches
Western riches turning children to creatures
See I’m preaching but they don’t teach this
Now I got a Common flow, but I’m so original
Like the leash that’s round my neck, I feel I need another go
Its die another day over Sierra Leone
Throw your diamonds in the sky but how far are you throwing?
Throw your pieces to the ground, throw your pearls to the pigs
Not to dogs, coz it’s sacred, d’you need a piece to live?
Diamonds over bling, diamonds for the kings
On their rings and a bunch of other things, Wings
Of an angel, I see no halo in ring worlds or fake girls
Blood, war diamonds and hate pearls
The glow leaving lives defiled
Bling-bling got you shining like an Ultrabite smile
Fuck Friendz like Pac said, it’s for the silver
The gold, diamonds, and bills, her
Glow got me like a gold fleece
But no warmer do I feel with a Jesus piece
[Verse 2]
Pieces on gold leashes, heated
See them in the sin cities, in the streets where heat is
In the jungles, in the place where sleeping is the way some people gotta pay for their eating
Diseased, ill, ridden with a plague, I’ve been feeling that the days, living like a slave for a chain
Ain’t a life worth living
The sane have been driven to the brink of insanity, soul’s gold prison
An eye for an eye leaves everybody blind
Die for the diamonds, Dia, child soldier front line
Blood diamonds like a hymen, raped the earth and fell silent
Pay the clients, and the tyrants and the corporation giants
Compliant, and submissive to the jewels
Use your hands as the tools, carbonado from Orion
The science, check your soul, 18 per cent
The same as what you take off the shelf, one thousand well spent
Shine on like a crazy girl’s best friend
In the sky or on my windshield, painted red
Lords of War, the Lost and the Damned
Ballads of Gay Tony’s, a Far Cry from desert lands
Sands of lands of a time now deceased
What we see in the streets, jet black to cerise
The pressure’s overwhelming and the heat is increased
But no warmer do I feel with a Jesus piece
( Tru K )
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