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Lighters ft Bruno Mars 
Hard
by Bad Meets Evil
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[Bruno Mars]
This 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 lighters
[Eminem]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do nothing to let you fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…
This rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me
I swear to god be the fucking illest in this music
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 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, cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it that long ago Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke up 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 wrote him off
Little ass, cause fuck it, it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this ain't some bullshit
People usually come this way
From a place was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words be a switch blade to a rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I just say thanks cause your is what gave me the strength
So let em bic’s raise I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″
[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my 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 I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how I am
Or how I would for him for him to it
I plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it’s right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his career’s Lebron’s 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 drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You going down on something you don’t see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now
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
Cause now in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
to a weed high
And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a radio 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 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 what it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So up your light
Let it shine
Cause this one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right we should be
my arms out wide I 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
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 lighters
[Eminem]
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
I would never do nothing to let you fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king…
This rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me
I swear to god be the fucking illest in this music
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 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, cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it
Cause it that long ago Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke up 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 wrote him off
Little ass, cause fuck it, it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this ain't some bullshit
People usually come this way
From a place was dark as I was in
Just to get to this place
Now let these words be a switch blade to a rib cage
And let it be known from this day forward
I just say thanks cause your is what gave me the strength
So let em bic’s raise I came with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″
[Bruno Mars]
This one’s for you and me, out our dreams
We’re all right where we should be
Lift my 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 I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Tell him how real he is or how I am
Or how I would for him for him to it
I plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
So it’s right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up
Now his career’s Lebron’s 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 drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You going down on something you don’t see like a hairy box
Every hour, happy hour now
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
Cause now in the Aston
I went from having my city locked up
To getting like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I’m fantastic
to a weed high
And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a radio 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 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 what it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So up your light
Let it shine
Cause this one’s for you and me, living out our dreams
We’re all right we should be
my arms out wide I my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters
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