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