Stronger Lupe Fiasco (Ft. Nikki Jean)

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
And they say

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
Opium to the ceiling
All for the love of plugs, squealing "ugh", healing
No more Timberland turf, you're too soft for this
Award-winning awkwardness you walking off into the office with
In the rims with friends' ends like state trials and Paypals
In nondescript homes in Arizona
In sub-divided neighborhoods, with floors made of solid wood
In roofs of clay tiles sits a couple million dollars
Sin I tried but the old me blew it
Exactly how you knew I'd do it
All my brothers, I would love to paint 'em Jewish
Reinfiltrate the movement and assassinate the music
Exaggerate the ass and face then masturbate to it
The constituency brilliant, but the candidates are stupid
I'm too rude to ask for nudes
But way too ruthless not to pursue it

[Chorus: Nikki Jean]
Maybe, maybe you'll feel me when I
(Maybe you can feel me when I)
Feel me when I say (feel me when I say)
Whatever don't kill me (if it don't kill me, don't kill me)
Gets me through the day