[Bruno Mars] This for you and me, living out our dreams all right where we should be my arms out wide I open my eyes now all I wanna see Is a full of lighters A sky of lighters [Eminem] By time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your up, point em’ skyward uh Had a I was king, I woke up, still king… This rap game’s nipple mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till’ it me I swear to god I’ll be the illest in this music There is or there ever will be, free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up The only 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 Poppin shit on how you flipped life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You stayed the same, cause cock backwards still cock you pricks I love it I tell em shove it Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lustered Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke from that buzz Now you wonder why he it, how he does it cause he had buzzards circle around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, it? Or it, cause them bitches wrote him off Little ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it What difference make? What take to get it through your thick skulls As if aint some bullshit don’t usually come back this way From a place that dark as I was in Just get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters cage And let it known from this day forward 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 for you and me, living out our dreams We’re all right where we should Lift my arms out I open my eyes And all I wanna see Is sky full of lighters A full of lighters [Royce 5'9"] By time you hear this I’ll probably already be outtie I advance like going toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi My told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it And I aint gotta stop the beat a To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr on the Chronic Tell him real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad So it’s only right that right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up Now his career’s jersey in 20 years I’ll stop when I’m at very top shitted on me on your way up It’s ’bout to be a drop Cause what goes must come down You going down on something you don’t see like a hairy box hour, happy hour now Life is now Used to have to eat the cat to the pussy Now I’m just the cats meooww, Classic cow, always for the catch weight like Pacquiao Ya’ll doomed remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me My car starts itself, itself and autotunes Cause now I’m in Aston I went from having city locked up To getting treated like Kwame now I’m fantastic to a weed high And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on radio and TV See me, fly Y’all buggin like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive And how real that I remember signing my first deal and now I’m the second best can deal with that Now Bruno show his ass, without the MTV awards gag [Bruno Mars] You and I know what like to be kicked down to fight But tonight alright So hold up your Let it Cause this for you and me, living out our dreams all right where we should be Lift arms out wide I open my eyes And now I wanna see Is a sky full lighters A full of lighters