[Bruno Mars] This one’s for and me, living out our dreams We’re all right where we be Lift my arms out wide I my eyes now all I wanna see Is sky full of lighters A sky of lighters [Eminem] By the time you this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ uh Had a dream I king, I woke up, still king… This rap game’s nipple mine for the milking, nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me swear to god I’ll be the fucking illest in this music There is there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever up The thing I ever gave’s using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too for this building And me 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, dick, you did the opposite You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock pricks I love it when I tell em shove Cause it wasn’t that long when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke from that buzz Now you why he does it, how he does it Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle his head Waiting for him to dead, was it? Or was it, them bitches wrote him off hussy ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it What difference it What it take to it through your thick skulls As if this some bullshit People don’t come back this way From place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this Now let these words be like a switch blade to haters rib cage And let it known from this day forward I wanna just say thanks cause your is what gave me the strength So let em bic’s raise cause I came with 5’9′ but feel like I’m 6’8″ [Bruno Mars] one’s for you and me, living out our dreams We’re all where we should be Lift my arms out wide open my eyes And now all I wanna a sky full of lighters A full of lighters [Royce 5'9"] By the time you hear this I’ll probably be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man My daddy told me slow down, boy, goin to blow it And I aint gotta the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he Dr Dre on the Chronic him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know 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 20 years I’ll stop when I’m at the top You shitted on on your way up It’s to be a scary drop Cause what up must come down You going down something you don’t wanna see like a hairy box hour, happy hour now Life wacky now Used to have to eat the to get the pussy Now just the cats meooww, ow Classic cow, always down for the catch like Pacquiao Ya’ll are I remember T-Pain aint wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself and Cause now I’m in the I went from having city locked up To getting treated like Kilpatrick And I’m fantastic to a weed high And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on radio and TV me, we fly Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring a bee-hive how real is that I remember signing my first deal and now I’m second best I can deal with that Now Bruno can show his ass, the MTV awards gag [Bruno Mars] You and I know what it’s to be kicked down Forced to But we’re alright So hold up your Let it Cause this one’s for you and me, living out our We’re right where we should be my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I see a sky full of lighters A full of lighters