This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Eminem:] By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you I would duck, or get struck, like lightning, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point 'em skyward uh Had a dream, I was king, I woke up, still king This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, 'Til nobody else even fucking feels me, 'til it kills me I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Popping shit on how you flipped your life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks tryna kid? Flip "dick", you did opposite You stayed the same, 'Cause "cock" backwards is still "cock" you pricks I love it when I tell 'em shove it 'Cause it wasn't that, long ago when Marshall sat, flustered lacked luster 'Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up, nothing Brain 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 buzzards circlin' around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it 'cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it What difference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls That this ain't some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a hater's ribcage And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just say thanks 'cause your hate is what gave me the strength So let 'em Bics raise 'cause I came with 5'9" but I feel like I'm 6'8″! [Bruno Mars:] This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Royce Da 5'9":] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi My daddy told me slow down, boy, you're goin' to blow it And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did, Dr. Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back So it's only right that I write 'til he can march right into that post office and tell 'em to hang it up Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years I'll stop when I'm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop 'Cause what goes up, must come down You going down on something you don't wanna see, like a hairy box Every hour, happy hour now Life is wacky now Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just the cat's meow, ow Classic cow, always down for the catchweight like Pacquiao Ya'll are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes 'Cause now I'm in the Aston I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now I'm fantastic Compared to a weed high And y'all niggas that's gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV See me, we fly Y'all bugging out like Wendy Williams staring at a beehive And how real is that I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best, I can deal with that Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag... [Bruno Mars:] You and I know what it's like to be kicked down Forced to fight But tonight, we're alright So hold up your lights Let it shine 'Cause, this one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide, I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
I used to listen to this as a Em fan when I was young,but now I came back to appreciate Royce's verses. "My daddy got a bad back,So it is only right that I write till he can march right into that post office and tell them to hang it up"
Who’s here 2024 ?❤ it’s 12 yrs now, just use a moment to appreciate God for life 🙏. I just need likes so can always come back and feel this masterpiece bring back lots of old memories 🥰
Bruno, when this came out I was homeless, on drugs, and in jail. Now I have a good job, a husband, and I’m healthy. This song and “Clover Cage - Miraculous” are the two songs that helped with my depression. I just want everyone to know that things will get better. We are in this together. I love you ❤
andy panda: This ones for you and me Living out our dreams We are right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now All I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters woody woodpecker: By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you I would duck, or get struck, like lightning Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point 'em skyward uh Had a dream, I was king, I woke up, still king This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking 'Til nobody else even fucking feels me, 'til it kills me I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Popping shit on how you flipped your life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks tryna kid? Flip dick, you did opposite You stayed the same 'Cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks I love it when I tell 'em shove it 'Cause it wasn't that, long ago when Marshall sat, flustered lacked luster 'Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up, nothing Brain 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 buzzards circlin' around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it 'cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it What difference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls That this ain't some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a hater's ribcage And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just say thanks 'cause your hate is what gave me the strength So let 'em Bics raise 'cause I came with 5'9 but I feel like I'm 6'8! andy panda: This ones for you and me Living out our dreams Where are right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now All I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters chilly willy: By the time you hear this I probably already be outie I advance like going from toting iron to goin And buying 4 or 5 of the homies, to iron man outie My daddy told me, slow down boy you're going to blow it And I ain't gotta stop to be the minute to tell shady I love The same way that he did dr. Dre on the chronic Tell'em how real he is Or how high I am Or how I would kill him, for him to know it I cry when he tears My daddy gotta bad back So its only right that I write Till he can march right in to that post office and tell'em to hang it up Now his careers lebron's jersey in twenty years I stop when I'm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up Its bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up Must come down You goin down I'm somethin you don't wanna see Like a hairy box Every hour Happy hour now Life is wacky now Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just a cat's meow I'm am? Always down for the catch-way Like pack it out Yall are doomed I remember when t-pain ain't wanna work with me My car starts itself Parks itself And auto-tunes Cause now I'm in the astin I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like (Kronica Patrick) And now I'm fantastic Compared to a weed high And yall' niggas the sky sippin like bitches On a radio and TV See me, we fly Yall' buggin out like wendy williams Starin' at a bee hive And how real is that? I remember signing my first deal Now I'm the second best I can deal with that Now bruno can show his ass Without the mtv awards gag andy panda: You and I Know what its like To be kicked down Forced to fight But tonight We're alright So hold up your lights Let it shine Cause This ones for you and me Living out our dreams We are right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now All I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
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LYRICS~~~ This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point 'em' skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin' shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You stayed the same, 'cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks I love it when I tell 'em shove it Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered 'Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, 'cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasn't 'cause he had buzzards circle around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it, 'cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass buzzards, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it What difference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls As if this ain't some bullshit People don't usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage And let it be known from this day forward I wanna just say thanks 'cause your hate is what gave me the strength So let 'em bic's raise 'cause I came with five nine But I feel like I'm six eight This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron To going and buying four or five of the homies the iron man Audi My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin' to blow it And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr.Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know it I 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 tell 'em to hang it up Now his career's Lebron's jersey in twenty years I'll stop when I'm at the very top You shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box Every hour, happy hour now Life is wacky now Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just the cats meow, ow Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao Y'all are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself and auto-tunes 'Cause now I'm in the Aston I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now I'm fantastic Compared to a weed high And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV See me, we fly Y'all buggin' out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive And how real is that I remember signing my first deal And now I'm the second best I can deal with that Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag You and I know what it's like to be kicked down Forced to fight, but tonight we're alright So hold up your light, let it shine 'cause This one's for you and me, living out our dreams We're all right where we should be With my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
Uh, first verse, uh, I'm on 'til I'm on an island My life's ridin' on the autobahn on autopilot Before I touch dirt or kill y'all with kindness I kill ya, my natural persona's much worse You've been warned if you've been borne or if you conformed Slap-up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his - from the horn of a unicorn Y'all - intellect mad slow, y'all - know Claimin' you bangin', you flamin' Bet you could light your own cigarette with your - Me and Shady deaded the past, so That basically resurrected my cashflow I might rap tight as the - of a fat - Though I ain't wrapped tight, my blood type's the 80s My 90s was like the Navy, you was like the Brady's You still fly kites daily Catch me in my Mercedes, bumpin' 'Ice, Ice baby' Screaming, "Shady 'til I die!" Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy So I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze And you only live it once, so I'm thinking 'bout this nice, nice lady Wait, no, stop me now 'fore I get on a roll (Danish) Let me tell you what this pretty little dame's name is 'Cause she's kind of famous And I hope that I don't sound too heinous when I say this It's Nicki Minaj, but I wanna stick my - in your - You morons think that I'm a genius Really, I belong inside a dang insane asylum Came to drive them trailer parks crazy I am back, and I am razor-sharp, baby And that's back with a capital B with an exclamation mark Maybe you should listen when I flip the linguistics 'Cause I wanna rip this mystical slick - You don't wanna become another victim, a statistic of this - 'Cause after I spit the bullets, I'ma treat these shell casings like a soccer ball I'ma kick the ballistics, so get this - I'ma live this - Life in the fast lane (aye) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (no) just enjoyin' the ride (yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-hah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) Uh, yeah, my whole goal as a poet's to be relaxed in orbit At war with a bottle as Captain Morgan attacks my organs (come on) My slow flow is euphoric, it's like I rap endorphins (woo) I made a pact with the devil that says "I'll let you take me, you let me take a shovel Dig up the corpse of Jack Kevorkian" (come on) Go back and forthin', more beef than you can pack a fork in I'm livin' the life of the infinite enemy, down My tenement chimney now, the semi's the remedy, pow Spin him around, enterin' in the vicinity now Was called M and M, but he threw away the candy and ate the rapper Chewed him up, and spitted him out Girl, giddy-up, now get-get down He's lookin' around this club And it looks like people are havin' a -fit now Yeah, little tr-tr-trailer trash, take a look, who's back in t-t-town? Did I st-st-stutter, -? -, the mall, he shuts the whole - Walmart D-d-down every time he comes a-r-r-round When he came to the club tonight with five - nine to hold this - down Like a - chick underwater he's tryin' to dr-dr-drown Shorty, when you dance, you got me captivated Just by the way that you keep lickin' them, - suckin' lips I'm agitated, aggravated to the point you don't - my - Then you're gonna get decapitated Other words, you don't - give me head Then I'ma have to take it And then after takin' that I'ma catch a case, it's gon' be fascinatin' It's gon' say the whole rap game passed away on top of the affidavit Graduated from master debater, slash massive - To Michael Jackson's activator (woo) Meanin' I'm on fire off the top, might wanna back up data Rollin' over hip-hop in a verbal tractor trailer Homie, they sick, you could normally ask a hater Don't it make sense? That these shell casings is just like a bag of paper Dropped in the lap of a tax evader, homie, they spent Now make that - drop like a sack of potatoes (what?) Girl, I'm the crack-a-lator, percolator of this party Be my - ejaculator later Tell your boyfriend that you just struck paydirt You rollin' with a player You won't be exaggeratin' when you say you're livin' Livin' life in the fast lane (aye) Movin' at the speed of life and I can't slow down Only got a gallon in the gas tank (oh) But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now (yeah) I don't really know where I'm headed (no), just enjoyin' the ride (yeah) Just gon' roll 'til I drop (oh) and ride 'til I die (ah-ah) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (ledal to the metal) I'm livin' life in the fast lane (pedal to the metal) Pedal to the metal Pedal to the metal
