never fight an african

shout to all the real niggas

die for the cause

yeah

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

dance for the rain

we are one

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

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

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 nigga

i been in the fields

where i'm from niggas 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 fuck 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