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Lighters

Bad Meets Evil
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 (Bruno Mars)
F
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 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
 (Below variation works well after the first 'Sky full of lighters' line:
F
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 (Repeat)
 Continue C - Em - Am - F until bridge:
 By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled 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&8242; but I feel like I'm
 6'8&8243;
 - Repeat intro tab adding extra bass notes
F
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 (Repeat)
 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
 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
Em
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 (Repeat)
 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
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 (Repeat)
 '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
 Spice it up by giving it a reggae vibe.
 Enjoy

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Readable chord sheet for Lighters by Bad Meets Evil

(Bruno Mars)

    [C]                [Em]               [Am]               [F]
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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

(Below variation works well after the first 'Sky full of lighters' line:

    [C]                [Em]               [Am]               [F]
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(Repeat)

Continue C - Em - Am - F until bridge:

[Eminem]

By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled 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&
6'8&

[Bruno Mars] - Repeat intro tab adding extra bass notes

    [C]                [Em]               [Am]               [F]
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--------------------0---0---0---0---------------------1---1---1---1---|
(Repeat)

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

[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]

   [F]                [C]                [Em]
[Am]      [G]
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---1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1-------------------0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0----------3-3-3-3---|
(Repeat)

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

    [C]                [Em]               [Am]               [F]
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---3-------3-------------------------0-------0--------------------------|
--------------------0-------0-------------------------1-------1---------|
(Repeat)

'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

Spice it up by giving it a reggae vibe.
Enjoy
[Dugan]