Never Fight An African Styles P

[Intro]
Shout to all the real niggas

[Verse 1]
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 brown 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 glass house
But fuck 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