This song is the second single from the Bad Meets Evil EP: Hell The Sequel. It features a radio friendly vibe courtesy of Bruno Mars that separates it from the rest of the EP.

“Lighters” was intended to be… Read More [Chorus: Bruno Mars]

This one's for you and me

Livin' out our dreams

We're all right where we should be

Lift 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

[Verse 1: Eminem]

By the time you hear this, I will have already spiralled up

I would never do nothin' to let you cowards fuck my world up

If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightnin'

Fighters keep fightin', 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 fuckin' feels me, 'til it kills me

I swear to God I'll be the fuckin' 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 your life around, crock of 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 nothin', brain fuzzy

'Cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz and

Now you wonder why he does it how he does it

Wasn't 'cause he had buzzards

Circlin' around his head, waitin' for him to drop dead, was it?

Or was it 'cause some bitches wrote him off?

Little hussy-ass scuzzes

Fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it?

What difference it make? What's 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 switchblade 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 them Bics raise, 'cause I came with 5'9", but I feel like I'm 6'8"

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]

This one's for you and me

Livin' 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

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]

By the time you hear this, I'll prolly already be outtie

I advance like goin' from totin' iron to goin' and buyin'

Four or five 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 twenty years

I 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 goin' down on 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 the cat's meow, oww, outclass the count

Always down for the catchweight 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 havin'

My city locked up to gettin' treated like Kwame Kilpatrick

And now I'm fantastic, compare it to a weed high

And y'all niggas that's gossipin' like bitches

On the radio and TV, see me, we fly

Y'all buggin' out like Wendy Williams starin' at a beehive

And how real is that? I remember signin' 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

[Bridge: Bruno Mars]

You and I know what it's like

To be kicked down, forced to fight

But tonight, we're all right

So hold up your lights

Let it shine, 'cause—

[Chorus: Bruno Mars]

This one's for you and me

Livin' 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