Luyện nghe bài hát Lighters

This for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all right where we be
With my out wide I open my eyes
And now all I see
Is a sky full of
A sky of lighters

By the you hear this I will have already spiraled up
I would never do to let you cowards fuck my world up
If I was you, I would duck, or get like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, 'em' skyward uh
Had a I was king, I woke up, still king
rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, it kills me
I to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
There is or ever will be, disagree?
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to give up
Only thing I ever up's using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are
Poppin' shit on how you flipped ya life around,
Who you dicks try to kid, dick, you did the opposite
You stayed the same, 'cause cock backwards is still you pricks
I it when I tell 'em shove it
Cause it that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing
Brain fuzzy, 'cause he's buzzin', woke up from that
Now you why he does it, how he does it
Wasn't 'cause he had circle around his head
Waiting for him to dead, was it?
Or was it, 'cause bitches wrote him off
Little hussy ass buzzards, it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it
What it make?
What it take to get it through your skulls
As if ain't some bullshit
People don't usually come this way
From a that was dark as I was in
Just to get to place
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a rib cage
And let it be known from this day
I wanna just say thanks 'cause your hate is what gave me the
So let 'em raise 'cause I came with five nine
But I like I'm six eight

By the time you hear this I'll already be outtie
I advance like from toting iron
To going and buying four or five of the homies the iron man
My told me slow down, boy, you goin' to blow it
And I gotta stop the beat a minute
To tell I love him the same way that he did Dr.Dre on the Chronic
him how real he is or how high I am
Or how I kill for him for him to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad
So it's only that I right
Till he can right
Into that post office and 'em to hang it up
Now his career's jersey in twenty years
I'll stop I'm at the very top
You shitted on me on way up
It's to be a scary drop
what goes up must come down
You going down on something you don't wanna see like a box
hour, happy hour now
Life is now
to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I'm the cats meow, ow
Classic cow, always for the catch weight like Pacquiao
are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna with me
My car starts itself, itself and auto-tunes
now I'm in the Aston
I went from my city locked up
To getting treated Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I'm
Compared to a weed
And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a and TV
See me, we fly
buggin' out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how is that
I signing my first deal
And now I'm the second I can deal with that
Now Bruno can his ass, without the MTV awards gag

You and I know it's like to be kicked down
Forced to fight, but we're alright
So hold up your light, let it shine