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Video Karaoke Liedje Lighters - Bad Meets Evil & Bruno Mars

Deze opname is een cover van Lighters beroemd gemaakt door Bad Meets Evil

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Heeft hetzelfde tempo als het originele: 90 BPM

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: C

Tijdsduur: 05:07 - Preview aan: 01:57

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Release datum: 2011
Genres: Rap & Hip-Hop, Engels
Originele schrijver: Philip Martin Lawrence II, Roy Battle, Jr, Bruno Mars, Ari Levine, Eminem, Ryan Montgomery, Philip George Thornton, Isaac Jones

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Lyrics Lighters

This one's for you and me living 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
By the time you hear this
I will have already spiralled 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
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 using's 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 'cos cock backwards is still cock you pricks
I love it when I tell em shove it 'cos it wasn't that
Long ago when Marshall sat flustered lack lustered
'Cos he couldn't cut mustard muster up nothing brain
Fuzzy 'cos he's buzzin' woke up from that buzzin' now you
Wonder why he does it how he does it wasn't 'cos he had
Buzzards circlin' around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead was it
Or was it 'cos them bitches wrote him off little hussy ass
S'coszes 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 haters rib cage
And let it be known that from this day forward I wanna just
Say thanks 'cos your hate is what gave me the strength
So let em bic's raise 'cos 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 Doctor 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 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 shittin' on me on your way up it's 'bout to be a scary drop
'Cos 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 me ow, ow, I'm the classic cow
Always down for the catch weight 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
'Cos now I'm in the Astin
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 gagg
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
'Cos 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

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