[Elle Goulding] I had a way then, losing it all on my own I had a heart then but the Queen has been overthrown And Im not sleeping now The dark is too hard to beat And Im not keeping up the strength I need to push me You sure the lights dont stop me Turn to stone shining when Im alone And so I tell myself that I'll be strong Dreaming when theyre gone Cause theyre calling, calling, calling Calling, calling, calling You sure the lights dont stop me Turn to stone shining when Im alone [Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco] So, what do you bunches stand for? Dreads in the sky, I and I 2 new Vans on a Land 4 Take that back, make that 2 new shoes on a van floor Me and my band out on that road On a never-back-down-from-a-stance tour Yeah, touch more souls than a dance floor While they touch less tours than a hand or Ceiling fan or wait, let me tell ya slower Lift my fans up to the to the ceiling And youll never touch the floor Now if Noah need a rower, Ill be there with my oar Til we get back to the shore Dad made me a soldier, GI Joe to these Cobras Tryna FBI my panther, CIA my sankofa Infiltrate my Carter, illuminate my culture While they watching through that bunker But I stay up on my hustle Turn that belt back on theyself Now I watch them scream for help Like Africa need aid, or black women as maids Uncover undercovers turn those maids to Bubba's mothers Take the hero out the Nino, keep it real as treble trouble huh? Or maybe cartoon Martin on the boondocks Flip the script on chicks who think they sh** smells like perfume shops Half them girls find beauty without a magazine or movie She Delila with them 45 or Keisha with that Uzi Now I know thats contradiction, wants and needs and competition But its hard to stay on point with such extremes in opposition While we waiting on that compromise, proceed with that conscious eye New gang alert: hashtag #occupies Repping to the d**h of me, FnF whats left of me All my hate is for the fake recipes for wrestling Only time I wrestles when Im wrestling with settling Only way I settle if we wrestle over everything I know that dont mix like ecstasy and ketamine Funny how Im only sick if you never catch a thing Argue with your friends over what really the record means Back and forth about its course, with professors refereeing Why he so rebellious? Up-front with his realness? They wanna be Fiascos, reproduce his failures Emperor is his alias, but not Marcus Aurelius This is more like Sparta: kick you down a well, kid And on my last check, I copped that NSX just like Pharrell did Well did, better days to come My only promise is Ill never ruin the young Ill never human and sung lyrics in a spirit that's Super human to some, keep you pursuin the sun of Slums, plus, get up outta them, plus never forget This is where you from plus Make sure that you ballin when you come back up in them, plus We dont die, multiply, every single come-up A Rumpa-pum-pum-yup [Hook]