Styles P - Never Fight An African lyrics

Shout to all the real n***as Die for the cause, yeah, I will (I will) I used to do crime for the thrills and all for the bills With a white man face from a black slum Like I'm gon' need a white man place I'm a ground king, why I need the white man grace? I just need to pray so I can get the right man's grace That's the god up above My people mud colored but dirt from the earth so I know that we made of love Soak up the sun like a sponge (soak it up) Dance for the rain, we are one (we dancin') We all of the elements with all of the resonance I like 'em dead if we speakin' on presidents Not a Trump supporter, not a Clinton supporter And Obama slipped too, we need to get it in order (facts) I let the truth and the facts out Let's turn the White House to a gla** house But f** politics, pull the hash out And the peace pipe I came from the streetlights to the limelight, tryna eat right And if one brother starves, we ain't eat right [?] Treat man kind 'cause I'm part of mankind Never talkin' dirt, burner or landline Cross me, that's like steppin' on a landmine I am outside with my folks tryna man mine I ain't no house n***a, I been in the fields Where I'm from n***as run when they see a shield Everybody know the deal If you get knocked by the cops when you locked, you don't get no appeal Time to level-up and f** the Devil up I'm at peace with my brother, I'm puttin' the metal up If you owe me, then show, it's time to settle up Forty acres and a mule in a Porsche, just set it up [?] Let me give you a little insight You are still black if your skin's light You are still black if your skin's white But forget about skin types, focus on the facts History'll make the whole world black Yeah, the whole world round God is the king and we could all get a crown Ghost [?]