Luyện nghe bài hát Lighters

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

By the time you hear this I will have spiraled up
I would never do nothing to let you cowards my world up
If I was you, I duck, or get struck like lightening,
Fighters keep fighting, put lighters up, point 'em' skyward uh
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, king
This rap nipple is mine for the milking,
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, it kills me
I swear to god be the fucking illest in this music
There is or there ever will be,
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to give up
Only thing I gave up's using no more excuses
me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you are slick
Poppin' shit on how you ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who you try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
You stayed the same, 'cause cock backwards is still you pricks
I love it when I tell 'em it
Cause it wasn't that long ago Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered
'Cause he cut mustard, muster up nothing
fuzzy, 'cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz
Now you wonder why he it, how he does it
Wasn't 'cause he had circle around his head
for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it, them bitches wrote him off
hussy ass buzzards, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it
What it make?
What it take to get it through your skulls
As if this ain't bullshit
People usually come back this way
From a that was dark as I was in
Just to get to place
Now let these words be like a blade to a haters rib cage
And let it be from this day forward
I wanna just say thanks your hate is what gave me the strength
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 going from iron
To going and buying four or five of the the iron man Audi
My told me slow down, boy, you goin' to blow it
And I ain't gotta 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 would for him for him to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad
So it's right that I right
Till he can march
Into that post office and tell 'em to it up
Now his career's Lebron's jersey in years
stop when I'm at the very top
You shitted on me on way up
It's to be a scary drop
Cause what goes up come down
You going on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box
hour, happy hour now
Life is now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the
Now I'm just the meow, ow
Classic cow, always for the catch weight like Pacquiao
Y'all are
I remember when T-Pain ain't work with me
My car itself, parks itself and auto-tunes
now I'm in the Aston
I went having my city locked up
To treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I'm
Compared to a weed
And y'all just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV
See me, we fly
Y'all buggin' out like Williams staring at a bee-hive
And how real is
I remember my first deal
And now I'm the second best I can deal that
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV gag

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