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Lighters ft Bruno Mars 
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de Bad Meets Evil
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[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Eminem]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do to let you cowards my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…
rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me
I swear to god I’ll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
Feel free, but from now on refusing to ever give up
The only I ever gave’s using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for building
And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick but you cocks are slick
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
You the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, buzzin’, woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it your thick skulls
As if this ain't some bullshit
People don’t come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what me the strength
So let em bic’s raise cause I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″
[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my out wide I open my eyes
And now all I see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the the iron man Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to it
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell I love him the same way he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried tears, my daddy got a bad back
So right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his Lebron’s jersey in 20 years
stop when at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It’s ’bout to be a scary drop
what goes up come down
You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy now
Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I’m just the cats meooww, ow
Classic cow, always down for the catch like Pacquiao
Ya’ll are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
now I’m in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting like Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
Compared to a weed high
And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my deal and now I’m the second best I can with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV gag
[Bruno Mars]
You and I what like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Eminem]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do to let you cowards my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…
rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me
I swear to god I’ll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
Feel free, but from now on refusing to ever give up
The only I ever gave’s using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for building
And pardon me if I’m a cocky prick but you cocks are slick
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
You the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, buzzin’, woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it your thick skulls
As if this ain't some bullshit
People don’t come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
to get to this place
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what me the strength
So let em bic’s raise cause I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″
[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my out wide I open my eyes
And now all I see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
[Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the the iron man Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to it
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell I love him the same way he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried tears, my daddy got a bad back
So right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his Lebron’s jersey in 20 years
stop when at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It’s ’bout to be a scary drop
what goes up come down
You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy now
Life is wacky now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I’m just the cats meooww, ow
Classic cow, always down for the catch like Pacquiao
Ya’ll are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
now I’m in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting like Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
Compared to a weed high
And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my deal and now I’m the second best I can with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV gag
[Bruno Mars]
You and I what like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of
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