Lupe Fiasco - LightWork Lyrics
[Hook: Ellie Goulding]I had a way thenLosing it all on my ownI had a heart thenBut the queen has been overthrownAnd I'm not sleeping nowThe dark is too hard to beatAnd I'm not keeping upThe strength I need to push meYou show the lights that stop me, turn to stoneYou shine it when I'm aloneAnd so I tell myself that I'll be strongAnd dreaming when they're goneCause they're calling, calling, calling me homeCalling, calling, calling homeYou show the lights that stop me, turn to stoneYou shine it when I'm alone[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco]So, what are you going to stand for?Dreads in the sky, I and I2 new Vans on a land forTake that back, make that 2 new shoes on the van floorMe and my band out on that roadOn a never-back-down-from-my-stance tourTouch more souls than a dance floorWhile they touch less floors than a hand orCeiling fan or - wait, let me tell ya slowerLift my fans up to the ceilingAnd you'll never touch the floorNow if Noah need a rowerI'll be there with my oarTil we get back to the shoreDad made me a soldierGI Joe to these CobrasTryna FBI my PantherCIA my SankofaInfiltrate my CarterIlluminate my cultureWhile they watching through that buckleBut I stay up on my hustleTurn that belt back on they selfNow I watch them scream for helpLike Africa need aid, or black women as maidsUncover undercovers turn those maids to Bubba's mothersTake the hero out the NinoKeep it real as trouble trouble huh?Or maybe cartoon Martin on The BoondocksFlip the script on chicks who think their shit smells like perfume shopsHelp them girls find beautyWithout a magazine or movieShe Delilah with them .45s and Keisha with that UziNow I know that's contradictionWants and needs in competition butIt's hard to stay on point with such extremes in oppositionWhile we waiting on that compromiseProceed with that conscious eyeNew gang alert: hashtag occupiesRepper 'til the death of itFnF, what's left of meAll my hate is for the fake recipes for wrestlingOnly time I wrestle's when I'm wrestling with settlingOnly way I settle if we wrestle over everythingI know that don't mix like ecstasy and ketamineFunny how I'm only sick if you never catch a thingArgue with your friends over what really the record meansBack and forth about its course, with professor's refereeingWhy he so rebellious? Up-front with his realness?They wanna be fiascoes, reproduce his failuresEmperor is his alias, but not Marcus AureliusThis is more like Sparta: kick you down a well, kidAnd on my last check, I copped the NSX, just like Pharrell didWell did, better doings to comeMy only promise is I'll never ruin the youngI'll never human the sung lyrics in a spirit that'sSuperhuman to some, keep you pursuing the sum ofSlums, plus, get up out of them, plus, never forgetJust where you from, plusMake sure you ballin' when you come back up in them, plusWe don't die, multiply, every single come-upRum-pum-pum-pum..
