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