Evil Lighters

[Bruno Mars]
This ones 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

[Verse 1: Eminem]
By the time you hear this, I woulda already spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards f-ck my world up
If I was you I would duck, or get struck like lightnin’
Fighters keep fightin’, put you lighters up, point them skyward, uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up still king
Rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking
‘til nobody else even f-ckin’ feels me, til it kills me
I swear to God I’ll be the f-ckin’ 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 *, but you cocks are slick
Poppin’ sh-t on how you flipped your life around, crock of sh-t
Who you dicks tryna kid? Flip dick you did opposite
You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you *s
I love it when I tell them 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 cuz he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzzin’ now you wonder why
Does it how he does it, wasn’t cuz he has buzzards circling around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it cause some b-tches wrote him off? Little hussy ass fusses
f-ck 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 bullsh-t, 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 these words be like a switchblade to a hater’s r