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