[Bruno Mars] This one’s for you and me, living out dreams We’re all right where should be Lift my arms out I open my eyes And now all I wanna Is a sky of lighters A sky full of [Eminem] By the time hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck world up If I was you, would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters fighting, put your lighters up, point em’ skyward uh Had a dream was king, I woke up, still king… This rap game’s nipple is mine for milking, Till nobody even fucking feels me, till’ it kills me I swear to I’ll be the fucking illest in this music There is there ever will be, disagree? free, but from now on I’m refusing to ever give up The only thing I ever gave’s no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this And pardon if I’m a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, did the opposite You stayed the cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks I love it when I tell em shove it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered Cuz he couldn’t mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, up from that buzz Now wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle his head Waiting for him to drop was it? Or was it, cause them bitches him off Little hussy ass, cause f-ck guess it doesn’t matter now, does it What difference it What it to get it through your thick skulls As this aint some bullshit People don’t usually come back this From a place that was as I was in Just get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a 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 with 5’9′ but I feel like I’m 6’8″ [Bruno Mars] This for you and me, living out our dreams We’re all right where we should Lift arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I see Is sky full of lighters A sky full of [Royce Da By the time you hear this I’ll already be outtie I like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi My daddy me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it And I aint gotta stop the beat 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 I Or how would kill for him for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got bad back So it’s only right that I right till he can march right into post office and tell em to hang it up Now his career’s Lebron’s jersey in years I’ll stop when I’m at very top You shitted on me on your up It’s ’bout to be a drop what goes up must come down You going down on something you don’t see like a hairy box Every happy hour now is wacky now Used to have to eat cat to get the pussy Now I’m just the cats ow Classic cow, always down for the weight like Pacquiao are doomed I remember when aint wanna work with me My starts itself, parks itself and autotunes Cause I’m in the Aston I went from having city locked up getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick now I’m fantastic Compared to a weed And y’all niggas just gossipin’ like bitches on a and TV me, we fly Y’all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a 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, without the MTV gag [Bruno Mars] You and I what it’s like to be kicked down Forced fight But tonight alright So hold up light it shine Cause this one’s for you and me, living out dreams all right where we should be Lift my arms out I open my eyes And now I wanna see Is sky full of lighters A sky of lighters