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Lighters ft Bruno Mars 
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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 you hear I have already spiralled up
I never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your 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 else 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?
free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up
The only thing I ever gave’s no more excuses
Excuse me if my is too big for this building
And me if I’m a 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 stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it 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
fuzzy, cause he’s 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, them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, it
What it make?
What it take to get it through your skulls
As if this ain't bullshit
People don’t usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to place
Now let these words be like a switch to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength
So let em 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
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
[Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this probably already be outtie
I advance like going iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the man Audi
My daddy me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I ain't stop the beat a minute
To tell Shady I love him the same way he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how high I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it’s only right that I right till he can march right into that post office and em to hang it up
Now his career’s Lebron’s jersey in 20 years
I’ll stop when I’m at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It’s ’bout to be a scary drop
Cause goes up must come down
You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour 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 weight 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
Cause now I’m in the Aston
I went from having my city up
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
Compared to a high
And niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a and TV
See me, we fly
Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my first deal and now I’m the best I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag
[Bruno Mars]
You and I know it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause this for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
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
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 you hear I have already spiralled up
I never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your 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 else 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?
free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up
The only thing I ever gave’s no more excuses
Excuse me if my is too big for this building
And me if I’m a 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 stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it 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
fuzzy, cause he’s 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, them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, it
What it make?
What it take to get it through your skulls
As if this ain't bullshit
People don’t usually come back this way
From a place that was dark as I was in
Just to get to place
Now let these words be like a switch to a haters rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength
So let em 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
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
[Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this probably already be outtie
I advance like going iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the man Audi
My daddy me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I ain't stop the beat a minute
To tell Shady I love him the same way he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how high I am
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it’s only right that I right till he can march right into that post office and em to hang it up
Now his career’s Lebron’s jersey in 20 years
I’ll stop when I’m at the very top
You shitted on me on your way up
It’s ’bout to be a scary drop
Cause goes up must come down
You going down on something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour 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 weight 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
Cause now I’m in the Aston
I went from having my city up
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
Compared to a high
And niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a and TV
See me, we fly
Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is that
I remember signing my first deal and now I’m the best I can deal with that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag
[Bruno Mars]
You and I know it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause this for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
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
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