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Lighters chords and lyrics - BAD MEETS EVIL
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[Verse 1] This [Am]one's for you and [C]me, living out [Em]our dreams We're all [Am]right where we should [F]be With my arms out [C]wide I open my [Em]eyes And now [Am]all I wanna [F]see Is a sky full of [C]lighters [Em]A sky full of lighters[Am] [Verse 2] [F]By [C]the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up [Em]I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up [Am]If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters [F]keep fighting, put your lighters up, point 'em' skyward uh [C]Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king [Em]This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking, Till [Am]nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me I [F]swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music There [C]is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel [Em]free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up Only [Am]thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses [F]Ex cuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if [C]I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick [Em]Poppin' shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who Who [Am]Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You [F]stayed the same, 'cause cock back[Dm]wards is still [F]cock you prick[C]s I love it when I tell 'em shove it Cause it wasn't that [Em]long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered 'Cause he [Am]couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, [Dm]'cause he's buzzin', [F]woke up from that [Dm]buzz Now you [F]wonder why he [C]does it, how he does it Wasn't 'cause he had buzzards circle [Em]around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or [Am]was it, 'cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass [F]buzzards, fuck it, [Dm]guess it doesn't matter now, [F]does it What dif[C]ference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls As if [Em]this ain't some bullshit People don't usually come back this way [Am]From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now [F]let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage And let it [C]be known from this day forward I wanna [Em]just say thanks 'cause your hate is what gave me the strength So [Am]let 'em bic's raise 'cause I came with five nine But I feel like I'm [F]six eight This one's for you [C]and me, [Verse 3] living out our [Em]dreams We're all [Am]right where we should [F]be With my arms out [C]wide I open my [Em]eyes And now [Am]all I wanna [F]see Is a sky full of [C]lighters [Em]A sky full of ligh[Am]ters [F] [Verse 4] [C]By the time you hear this I'll probably already be [Em]outtie I advance like going from toting iron To going and [Am]buying four or five of the homies the iron man Audi [F]My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin' to blow [C]it And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute To tell [Em]Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr.Dre [Am]on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high [F]I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know [C]it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad [Em]back So it's only right that I right Till he can march [Am]right Into that post office and tell 'em to hang it up [F]Now his career's Lebron's jersey in twenty years [C]I'll stop when I'm at the very top You [Em]shitted on me on your way up It's 'bout to be a scary drop [Am]Cause what goes up must come down You going [F]down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box [C]Every hour, happy hour now Life is wacky now [Em]Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now I'm just the [Am]cats meow, ow Classic cow, [F]always down for the catch weight like [C]Pacquiao Y'all are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain't ain't wanna work [Em]with me My car starts itself, parks itself and auto-tunes 'Cause [Am]'Cause now I'm in the Aston I went from [F]having my city locked up To getting treated like [C]Kwame Kilpatrick And now I'm fantastic Compared to a weed [Em]high And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a [Am]radio and TV See me, we fly [F]Y'all buggin' out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive [C]And And how real is that I remember signing my [Em]first deal And now I'm the second best I can deal with that [Am]Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV [F]awards gag [Verse 5] You and [F]I know what it's l[C]ike to be [G]kicked down Forced to [Am]fight, [G]but tonig[F]ht we're alrig[C]ht So hold up your [G]light, let it [Am]shine [G]'ca[F]use [Verse 6] This one's for you and [C]me, living out our [Em]dreams We're all [Am]right where we should [F]be With my arms out [C]wide I open my [Em]eyes And now [Am]all I wanna [F]see Is a sky full of [C]lighters [Em]A sky full of ligh[Am]ters [F]
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