[Hook: Bruno Mars]
This ones for you and me living out our dreamsWe're
all right where we should beWith my arms out wide, I open my eyes and now all I
wanna seeIs a sky full of lighters, a sky full of lighters
[Verse 1: Eminem]
By the time you hear this, I woulda already spiraled upI would
never do nothing to let you cowards f*ck my world upIf I was you I would duck,
or get struck like lightnin’Fighters keep fightin’, put you lighters up, point
them skyward, uhHad a dream I was king, I woke up still kingRap game’s nipple
is mine for the milkingTill nobody else even f*ckin’ feels me, 'til it kills
meI swear to God I’ll be the f*ckin’ illest in this musicThere is, or there
ever will be, disagree? Feel freeBut from now on I’m refusing to ever give
upOnly thing I ever gave up’s using, no more excusesExcuse me, if my head is
too big for this buildingAnd pardon me if I’m a cocky prick, but you cocks are
slickPoppin’ shit on how you flipped your life around, crock of shitWho you
dicks tryna kid? Flip d*ck you did oppositeYou stayed the same, cause cock
backwards is still cock you pricksI love it when I tell them shove it cause it
wasn’t thatLong ago when Marshall sat flustered, lacked lusterCause he couldn’t
cut mustard, muster up nothingBrain fuzzy cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that
buzzin’Now you wonder why he does it how he does it? Wasn’t cause he had
buzzardsCircling around his head waiting for him to drop dead, was it?Or was it
cause some b*tches wrote him off? Little hussy ass scuzzesF*ck it, guess it
doesn’t matter now, does it?What difference it make? What’s it take to get it
through your thick skullsThat this ain’t, some bullshit people don’t usually
come back this wayFrom a place that was dark as I was in just to get to this
placeNow let these words be like a switchblade to a hater’s ribcageAnd let be
known from this day forward, I wanna just say thanksCause your hate is what
gave me the strengthSo let them Bics raise cause I came with 5'9" but I
feel like I’m 6'8"
[Hook]
This ones for you and me living out our dreamsWe're all right where we
should beWith my arms out wide, I open my eyes and now all I wanna seeIs a sky full
of lighters, a sky full of lighters
[Verse 2: Royce]
By the time you hear this I probably already be outtyI advance
like going from toting ironTo goin and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the Iron Man
AudiMy daddy told me slow down boy, you're going to blow itAnd I ain't gotta
stop the beat a minuteTo tell Shady I love the same way that he did Dr. Dre on
the ChronicTell him how real he is or how high I amOr how I would kill for him,
for him to know itI cried plenty tears, my daddy gotta bad backSo it's only right,
that I write till he can march rightIn to that post office and tell 'em to hang
it upNow his career's Lebron's Jersey in 20 yearsI stop when I'm at the very
topYou shitted on me on your way up, there's bout to be a scary dropCause what
goes up, must come downYou goin down I'm something you don't wanna see, like a
hairy boxEvery hour, happy hour now, life is wacky nowUsed to have to eat the
cat to get the pussyNow I'm just the cat's meow, oow, I'm classic nowAlways
down for the catchweight, like PacquiaoY'all are doomed, I remember when T-Pain
ain't wanna work with meMy car starts itself, parks itself and auto-tunesCause
now I'm in the Aston, I went from having my city locked upTo getting treated
like Kwame KilpatrickAnd now I'm fantastic, compared to a weed highAnd y'all
n*ggas just gossiping like b*tchesOn a radio and TV, see me, we flyY'all buggin
out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee hiveAnd how real is that? I remember
signing my first dealNow I'm the second best, I can deal with thatNow Bruno can
show his ass, without the MTV awards gag
[Bridge: Bruno Mars]You and I know what it's likeTo be kicked down, forced to
fightBut tonight, we're all rightSo hold up your lights, let it shine, because
[Hook]This ones for you and me living out our dreamsWe're all right where we
should beWith my arms out wide, I open my eyes and now all I wanna seeIs a sky
full of lighters, a sky full of lighters
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