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Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars - Lighters

Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars Lighters Lyrics @ Rap Song Lyrics
Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars Lighters Lyrics

Song Quotes:
“I remember when T-Pain aint wanna work with me, My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes”

Eminem & Royce Da 5’9 ft Bruno Mars Lighters Lyrics

[Bruno Mars]
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

[Eminem]
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 lightening,
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
The only thing I ever gave’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 ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the 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, luster lacked, lustered
Cuz he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn’t cause he had buzzards circle around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass, cause f-ck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it
What difference it make?
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
As if this aint 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 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″

[Bruno Mars]
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
http://rapsonglyrics.blogspot.com/2011/06/eminem-royce-da-59-ft-bruno-mars.html
[Royce Da 5'9"]
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 aint 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 right 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 aint 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 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 gag

[Bruno Mars]
You and I know what it’s like to be kicked down
Forced to fight
But tonight we’re alright
So hold up your light
Let it shine
Cause 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
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Eminem & Royce Da 5′9″ Cover Album RESPECT

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Eminem & Royce Da 5′9″ Cover Album RESPECT

Eminem & Royce Da 5′9″ Cover Album RESPECT

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Bad Meets Evil (Eminem & Royce Da 5'9") - I'm On Everything

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Bad Meets Evil (Eminem & Royce Da 5'9") I'm On Everything Lyrics

All these little young kids aint got no direction
Shit, these lil kids is on everything
Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I’m on everything (x5)

Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha

I’m on everything (x5)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, weed
Sober don’t interest me
I’m on everything
Bout to sip the liquor like it’s caine
Thats how high I am

I take painkillers to ease the pain
Though I aint in pain
No, we, ain’t the same, we drunk
I’m on everything

‘Cept when I kick it, gout
Me sobering up, ha, alf
Cash rules everything, acid tab, hash, ‘rooms
I done woke up with a f-cking tiger in my bathroom
I am f-cking high, high, high, high
Menace to society I feel sorry for your mother
Me and Vicious on ‘shrooms
Call us the Mario brothers
Back down, we never back down
Never laid out
Can’t put my back down

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

[Eminem]
Painkillers, I call ‘em ‘caine pillars
‘Cause they’ll hold me up when I take ‘em
I need a cane and pillows
I’m on everything

Sick when I kick it, barf
Me sobering up, fart
I crush ya brain like a pill crusher, lets crush a pill yeah
F-ck, I think I just crushed my last Tylenol 3 up

Grab the key up off the counter till the camp all left the crib
Man, whoda knew that 3 in the morning I’d still be up
Could barely see up over the steering wheel, crashed the whip, tore a tree up
On my way to the dealer’s, tryna re-up
Call me Brett Favre, spell it F-A-V-R, E, yep
It’s wrong, other words I just f-cked my RV up
Bitch, it’s on again yeah, break that Klonopin in half
While I smoke some chronic in the cab with Donovan McNabb
And I dye my hair back blonde again and laugh
I’m the real macaroni you cheesy bitch, I’m demonic with the craft
There’s a devil in my noodle, you angel hair pasta
Flows dreaded like some f-cking tangled hair rasta…
…farian, Jamaican, relax, man
I’ll send a f-cking axe at you if you insist on a f-cking accent
Bad and Evil is back with an epidural, c heck ya girl
‘Cause after we prop you up, we propping her up
So, baby, come put ya feet up in these stirrups
Your boyfriend better find another f-cking whore to smash the stir up
We rap like we’re on

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette, Weed, Hennessy, Vodka,
I’m on everything (x5)

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m on syrup painkillers, cigarette, speed
Uh, classic!
It’s Eminem and him again, my sentiments exactly
I told that bitch to get at me, then the bitch attacked me
Kid you not, I’m lit up as f-ck, tablecloth tucked in my pants
Then I’m hearing dishes drop, ’cause I walked away from my dinner with schmucks

[Eminem]
Then I aimed to the front of the K-Mart shopping center
Wit’ a coupon book and a hundred and ten bucks
And a bunch of change and wife beater with a mustard stain
I’ll crush your brain like I’m crushing pills
What the f-ck’s the muthf-cking deal?
This shit’s making me feel like I’m tryna do a muthf-ckin cartwheel up a hill

[Royce Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many tabs?
A-c-i-d, y-e-s, ’cause I’m sniffin NYES
http://rapsonglyrics.blogspot.com/2011/05/bad-meets-evil-eminem-royce-da-59-im-on.html
[Eminem]
F-u-c-ked up, and it’s obvious

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Smoking Henny in my chest

[Eminem]
I’m B-A-N-A-N-A-S

[Royce Da 5'9"]
I’m a C-O-C-O-N-U-T

[Eminem]
Put this CD in and you’ll see
The sequel to Scary Movie, bad is to evil, the roofie to Roethlisberger

[Royce Da 5'9"]
You are gonna wind up six feet deep
Under that shits creek so I hope that you want preservers

[Eminem]
You could put a turd on the plate
Silverware on the tablecloth to serve us
You don’t bring shit to the table
I mean your grill like a Seville when a mark gets murdered
You pushing the envelope, and I’m shovin’ that whole post office further
Right off the surface, to the serpents in the darkest and the farthest corner

[Royce Da 5'9"]
How many bars, how many bars
Maui, wowee, sour diesel, how many jars,
To all my people I’ll be the Mars, mommy come on
She can actually wrap my nutsack ’round the back of her neck in a bathroom stall
And she can just puke from sipping this piss from my 24-inch catheter cord

[Eminem]

I’m the type that’ll take a bath wit’ a whore
Drown her, bang her head on the passenger door
When I’m stashin’ ‘er in the back, smackin’ her forehead on the dash
And its accidentally blowin’, a Benz jeep horn

[Royce]

My friends be knowin’ that when I’m on a binge, I’m stingy
Even when I’m ten deep in a room with the MG and and wit’ Lindsay Lohan and she on…
READ MORE - Bad Meets Evil (Eminem & Royce Da 5'9") - I'm On Everything

EMINEM - RAP POETS

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Eminem - Rap Poets Lyrics

Eminem - Rap Poets Lyrics


[intro:]
as soon as hip hop came out it was a music that i could grasp and identify with the millennium.

chorus:
all round and round!
from the first to the last, it is in the… passionate
clear shit! all my nigger want my..
the hip pop is dying out!
..my rap poem.

[eminem:]
there’s a certain mystique when i speak that you notice
cause it’s sort of unique, cause you know it’s me,
my poetry is deep and i’m still mad at the way i flow his beat!
i can’t stand still, it’s like trying smoke crap and go to sleep,
i’m strapped it’s known any minute i could snap,
i'm the equivalent of what would happen if bush rapped
i bully these rappers so bad lyrically
it ain't even funny, i ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
you can't pay me enough for you to play me
it's cockamanie you just ain't zany enough to rock with shady
my noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo
i got screws loose, yea the whole kitten caboodle, i'm just brutal
it's no rumor, i'm numero uno, assume it
there's no more humor in it, you know
i'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
you need a fag and tear a near hole in my ass!
[ from: http://rapsonglyrics.blogspot.com/2011/05/eminem-rap-poets.html ]
chorus:

[jay-z]
young hov got the game in a frenzy
twenty million sold all independently,
so when you mention me
make sure you got together your 'semblies
like, "he's the games j.f.kennedy"
i started out, i ain't have no chimney
my ma was santa claus, well, at least she pretended to be
'til one night, well, that's if memory serves me correct
i caught her under the christmas tree.
young hov ain't have no pops
thank god, man, i had the block
ya'll hear me though
you young fucks got the game all wrong
this is my life, man, this ain't no song!
you ain't livin' your rhymes out, you live at your mom's house
in that tight-ass room, pullin' the cars out
and the mirror pointin' at your reflection, killing yourself
you american pie, stop feeling yourself!

chorus:

[nas :]
i woke up early on my born day, i'm twenty years of blessing
the essence of adolescent leaves my body now i'm fresh in
my physical frame is celebrated cause i made it
one quarter through life some god-ly like thing created
got rhymes 365 days annual plus some
load up the mic and bust one, cuss while i puffs from
my skull cause it's pain in my brain vein money maintain
don't go against the grain simple and plain!
when i was young at this i used to do my thing hard
robbin’ foreigners take they wallets they jewels and rip they green cards
dipped to the projects flashin’ my quick cash
and got my first piece of ass smokin’ blunts with hash
now it's all about cash in abundance, niggaz i used to run with
is rich or doin years in the hundreds
i switched my motto -- instead of sayin fuck tomorrow
that buck that bought a bottle could've struck the lotto.
once i stood on the block, loose cracks produce stacks
i cooked up and cut small pieces to get my loot back
time is illmatic keep static like wool fabric
pack a four-matic that crack your whole cabbage!

chorus:
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Eminem Ft. Kanye West, Wiz Khalifa & Ron Pope - A Drop In The Ocean

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Eminem Ft. Kanye West, Wiz Khalifa & Ron Pope - A Drop In The Ocean

Eminem Ft. Kanye West, Wiz Khalifa & Ron Pope - A Drop In The Ocean Lyrics

a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.
it's like wishing for rain as i stand in the desert,
but i'm holding you closer than most'cause you are my heaven.

[kanye west]
how you listen to a girl that still wanna man
tell me the truth is that a man or juwanna mann
i'm wonderin' why she "ret to go" like wanda then
when we met you was a v like madonna, man
now you in the field runnin' plays like donovan
mcnabb before you get in a cab
i'll trade in my cab
just to take you back to last summer, man
you don't remember when you was my sweetest
you don't remember when i called you reese's pieces
cause it's no wrong way to do you know what
she turned around and giggle said; "you so nuts!"
but nowadays we actin' way too grown up
like how ya ex girl get the new numba
the rumors was so numerous
for stickin' by me, i had to give you two thumbs up
and that's why

a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.
it's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.

[eminem]
so young, so full of life and vibrant,
side by side wherever you was ridin', i went,
so close almost was some bonnie and clyde shit,
when ronnie died you was right by my side,
with a shoulder to cry on and a tissue to wipe my eyes,
and a bucket to catch every tear i cried inside it,
you even had the same type of childhood i did,
sometimes i just wanna know why,
is it that you surcame to yours,
and mine i survived it,
you ran the streets i nine to fived it,
we grew up, grew apart as time went by us,
then i blew up to both yours and mine surprises,
now i feel the vibe i just cant describe it,
much as your pride tries to hide it,
you're cold your touch, its like ice,
and your eyes is the look of resentment,
i can sense it and i don't like it
[ from: http://rapsonglyrics.blogspot.com/2011/05/eminem-ft-kanye-west-wiz-khalifa-ron.html ]
a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.
it's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.

[wiz khalifa]
uh, stuck alone in this wave race
say i'm living too fast, don't plan on changing my pace
got one foot on the gas, it's never a need for brakes
smoke ez-rider's with hash, fuck bitches from out of state
valet bringing my cars, waiter bringing me plates
shrimp and fillet mignon, we celebrate buying drinks
wit a couple of broads my nigga's who got love for me
it's lonely at the top, i'm tired of having company
uh, so while you busy trying to fit in, i'm a stand out
and view my life through this lens to see how it pan's out
substitute teacher ass nigga's, need a handout
middle finger screaming fuck them nigga's who hated,
i'm money affiliated
pop another bottle, that chronic smokin degraded
speculating me landing must of got me mistaken,
i'm speaking as the captain of the planes,
you's a runner on the jet way

a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.
it's like a drop in the ocean a change in the weather,
i was praying that you and me might end up together.
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"Fame Lyrics" - D12 Feat Eminem

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D12 feat Eminem Fame Lyrics


D12 Fame Lyrics

[Eminem - Intro]
Ayo, I know it’s been a minute
But were back!!!
It’s the return of the Dozen Muthaf-ckers
Lets goooo

[Hook - Eminem]
Fame, fame, fame
I think it’s got me going crazy, ooo-ooooh
I getting lost in this game, game, game
I’m getting tired of all you naysayers, ooo-ooooh
Keep speakin’ my name, name, name
And you’ll have reason to hate me
Yeaaaah
Its like you dont want me to win
So this time i’m going in

[Verse 1]
This the life of a rah
Jager-meister and vodka
Hopping off at the club’s balcony into the crowd surfing
And when they drop me, I’m randomly socking fans
During my interviews, hocky masks, left the journalists on her ass
I’m high off Speed, driving my car at high speed
Pocket full of weed while lesbians swollow E
In the studio ignant, my engineer gon’ call police
I feel asleep on the sound board, aint did a song for weeks
And it’s ? all up in my head, giving thanks for grateful dead
Bussing in the air with 30 bitches up in my bed
I’m kickin’ em out naked, and its December
N-ggas ask me why I did it, but f-ck it I can’t remember
[ from: http://rapsonglyrics.blogspot.com/2011/04/fame-lyrics-d12-feat-eminem.html ]
[Hook - Eminem]

[Verse 2]
Them boys are wildin’
Drinkin’, cussin’ and hyper smilin’
Been ridin’ for days, tour bus look like Rikers Island
Henny, Jack Daniels, spray painting a die hard fan
Little cocker spaniel, fresh outta the damn zoo
Man you, better be concious I’m backstage living it up
With a couple of sluts feeling nauseous, drinking
It’s been a couple of days since I’ve slept
My dick is sore from f-cking, when I bust there’s nothing left
Just Dozen, back on the stage
Give me my microphone
Scrapping with the audience while we perform hyper songs
Our label presented us with a plaque
Brought it on stage, and bash it to pieces with aluminum bats, thanks!
Now which one of you bitches down for the cause
Yeah I said my dick is sore but I aint say shit about my balls
Last call, then we off to the next city
Whatever I didn’t drink on my rider, bag it up and take the rest with me

[Hook]

[Eminem]
Yeah this game has got me going crazy
F-ck it I am crazy
Whats new, what kind of f-cking glue you think I’d be if I was glue
We lost Proof, he was our groups glue but where was you when we were fallin’ apart?
You were shittin on us too
But no one but us knew we were beefing cause thats what happens
When you beef with crew, it stays in your crew
Cause its just crew, but were back now
Yeah we took our time but we punched through
Only thing were in a hurry for now is to rush you
And we back to say shit you dont got the guts or the nuts too
Pussy, go pick your pussy leaves off your cunt tree, f-ck you
Atchooo, bless you
I’m allergic to pussy, sluts too
Yeah you think you’re the shit till we flush you
Have some bullshit to readjust to
Now theres just a few of us left but it’d be unjust to rob us our just dues
So Rest In Peace to Bugz and Proof, this ones for you homies we love you
But we can’t stop now we’d have too much of our blood drew from this fame

[Hook]
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Eminem - We Made You Lyrics

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Eminem - We Made You Lyrics

Eminem We Made You Lyrics


Guess Who

You Miss me?

Jessica Simpson sing the chorus

Jessica Simpson – (Eminem)
(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who (chicka) made you *cough, cough*

(VERSE ONE)
Back by popular demand
Now pop a little Zantac or ant'-acid if you can
You're ready to tackle any task that is at hand
How does it feel, is it fantastic, is it grand?
Well look at all the massive masses in the stands
Shady man… no don’t massacre the fans
Damn, I think Kim Kardashians a man
She stomped him just cause he asked to put his hands
On her massive Gluteus maximus again
Squeeze it, then Squish it, then pass it to her friend
Can he come back as nasty as he can
Yes he can, can, don’t ask me this again
He does not mean to lesbian offend
But Lindsay please come back to seeing men
Samantha’s a 2, You’re practically a 10
I know you want me girl,
In fact I see your grin
(Now come in girl)


(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
We're the ones who made you

(VERSE TWO)
The enforcer, looking for more women to torture
Walk up to the cutest girl and Charlie Horse her
Sorry Portia, but what’s Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't, are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me my ventolin inhaler and 2 xenedrine
And I'll invite Sarah Palin out to dinner then
Nail her, 'Baby say hello to my little friend'
Brit f’rget K-Fed let’s cut off the middle man
Forget him or your gonna end up in the hospital again
And this time it won’t be for the Ritalin binge
Forget them other men, girl pay them little atten-tion
A little did I mention, that Jennifer's in-
Love with me John Mayer so sit on the bench
Man I swear them other guys you give ‘em an inch
They take a mile, they got style, but it isn't Slim

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
Were the ones who made you

(VERSE THREE)
And that’s why… my love
You'll never live without,
I know you want me girl cause I can see you checking me out
And baby, you know, you know you want me too
Don’t try to deny it baby, I’m the only one for you
(Fart)
Damn girl I’m beginning to sprout an Alfalfa
Why should I wash my filthy mouth out
You think that’s bad you should hear the rest of my album
Never has there been such finesse and nostalgia
Man Cash, I don’t mean to mess up your gal but
Jessica Alba put a breast in my mouth (brrp)
Wowzers, I just made a mess of my trousers
And they wonder why I keep dressing like Elvis
Lord help us he's back in his pink Alf shirt
Looking like someone shrinked his outfit
I think he’s about to flip
Jessica rest assure, Superman’s here to rescue ya
Can you blame me?
You’re my Amy, I’m your Blake
Matter fact make me a birthday cake
With a saw blade in it to make my jail break
Baby, I think you just met your soul mate
(Now break it down girl)

(CHORUS)
When you walked through the door
It was clear to me (clear to me)
You’re the one they adore, who they came to see (who they came to see)
You’re a … rock star (baby)
Everybody wants you (everybody wants you)
Player… Who can really blame you (who can really blame you)
Were the ones who made you

So baby, baby
Get down, down, down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, down down
Baby, get down, get down

Oh Amy, Rehab never looked so good,
I can't wait, I’m going back!! HAHA Whooo!

DR DRE, 2020, Yeah


Eminem We Made You Lyrics
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