Bad Meets Evil - Lighters (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bad Meets Evil - Lighters (en) 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 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
Popping shit on how you
flipped ya life around, crock-
o-shit
Who you dicks tryna kid,
flipped 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
lack, lustered
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 haters rib
cage
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 bic's raise cause I
came with 5'9" but I feel like
I'm 6'8″!
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
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 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 till 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 cats meooww, ow
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
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 bugging 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 lights
Let it shine
Cause, this one's for you and
me, living out our dreams
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes
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