Chords for Bad Meets Evil & Bruno Mars - Lighters (Lyrics)

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F

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Em

Am

G

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Bad Meets Evil & Bruno Mars - Lighters (Lyrics) chords
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This one's for you and me, living out our [Em] dreams
We're [Am] all right where we [F] should be
With my arms [C] out wide, I open [Em] my eyes
And [Am] now all [F] I see is a sky full [C] of lighter
A [Em]
sky full [Am] of lighter
By [F]
[C] the time you hear this, I would've already spiraled up
[Em] I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck [Am] my world up
If I was you, I would duck or get struck like [F] lightning
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point them [C] skyward
Had a dream, I was king, I woke up [Em] still king
This map game's nipple is mine for the [Am] milking
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till it [F] kills me
I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this [C] music
There is or there ever will be, disagree, [Em] feel free
But from now on I'm refusing to ever [Am] give up
Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses
[F]
Excuse me if my head is too big for this [C] building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick, but you [Em] guys are slick
Popping shit on how you flipped your life around
[Am] Rocking shit, who you dicks on a kid?
Flick dick, you did [F] opposite, you stay the same
This is cock back, we just still [C] cock you pricks
I love it when I tell him shove it
Cause it [Em] wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat
Busted like [Am] Buster cause he couldn't cut
Mustard, mustard up, nothing [F] brain fuzzy
Cause he's buzzing, woke up from that buzz
And now you [C] wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn't cause he had [Em] buzzards circled around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, [Am] was it?
Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off, little [F] hussy ass
Cause this fucker guess it doesn't matter now, [C] does it?
What difference it make, what's it take?
To get it through your [Em] dick's jaws if you say
Some bullshit people don't usually come back [Am] this way
From a place it was dark as I was in just to get to this [F] place
Now let these words be like a switchblade to a haters' [C] grim cage
And let it be known that from this day forward [Em] I wanna just say thanks
Cause your hate is what gave me these [Am] strengths
So let them bitches race, cause I came with 5'9", boy I [F] feel like I'm 6'8
Once [D] for you [C] and me
Living out [Em] our dreams
Where our [Am] free should
[F]
Lift my arms out [C] wide
I open [Em] my eyes
And now [Am] all I [F] see
[E] Is a sky full [C] of light
[Em]
A sky full [Am] of light
[F]
[C] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be [Em] outie
I advance like going from Toten, Iron
[Am] Going and buying four or five of the homies to Iron [F] Man, Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy you're gonna [C] blow it
And I ain't gotta stop to feed a minute to [Em] tell Shady I love him the same way that he did
Dr.
[Am] Dre on the chronic, tell him how real he is
Or [F] how high I am or how I would kill for him, for him [C] to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got [Em] a bad back
So it's only right that I write till he [Am] can mark
Write into that post office and tell him to hang [F] it up
Now his career's LeBron's jersey in 20 [C] years
I stop when I'm at the very top
[Em] You shitted on me on your way up
It's bout to be a scary [Am] drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You [F] going down on something you don't wanna see
Like a hairy [C] box
Every hour, happy hour now
Life is wacky [Em] now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I'm [Am] just a cat meow
I'm a classic [F] cow
Always down for the catch way
Like [C] Pacquiao, y'all are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna [Em] work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself, all [Am] tunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston
I went from having [F] my city locked up
To getting treated like Kwame [C] Kilpatrick
And now I'm fantastic compared to a [Em] weed ho
And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches [Am] on the radio and TV
See me, we [F] fly
Y'all bugging out like Wendy Williams staring at a [C] beehive
And how real is that
I remember [Em] signing my first deal
Now I'm the second best, I can deal [Am] with that
Now Bruno can show his ass
Without the [F] MTV Awards gag
You and I
[C]
To be [G] kicked out
[A]
[G] But [F] tonight
[C]
So hold up now
[G] [A]
[G] [F] Cause [Dm] this one's for you and [C] me
Living out our [Em] dreams
Where all [Am] we should [F] be
With my arms out [C] wide
I open my [Em] eyes
And now [Am] all I [F] see
Is a sky full
[C] [Em]
A sky full of [Am] light
[F] [C]
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Learn the basic chords of 1 Hits Now - Lighters chords, with this master sequence: Am, F, C, Em, Am, C, Am, F and Em. A good strategy is to initiate at 45 BPM and then accelerate to the track's regular speed of 90 BPM. For a balanced pitch, adjust the capo with respect to your voice and the song's key: C Major.

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This one's for you and me, living out our [Em] dreams
We're [Am] all right where we [F] should be
With my arms [C] out wide, I open [Em] my eyes
And [Am] now all _ [F] I see is a sky full [C] of lighter
A [Em] _
_ sky full [Am] of lighter
By [F] _
_ _ _ [C] the time you hear this, I would've already spiraled up
[Em] I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck [Am] my world up
If I was you, I would duck or get struck like [F] lightning
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point them [C] skyward
Had a dream, I was king, I woke up [Em] still king
This map game's nipple is mine for the [Am] milking
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till it [F] kills me
I swear to God I'll be the fucking illest in this [C] music
There is or there ever will be, disagree, [Em] feel free
But from now on I'm refusing to ever [Am] give up
Only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses
[F]
Excuse me if my head is too big for this [C] building
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick, but you [Em] guys are slick
Popping shit on how you flipped your life around
[Am] Rocking shit, who you dicks on a kid?
Flick dick, you did [F] opposite, you stay the same
This is cock back, we just still [C] cock you pricks
I love it when I tell him shove it
Cause it [Em] wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat
Busted like [Am] Buster cause he couldn't cut
Mustard, mustard up, nothing [F] brain fuzzy
Cause he's buzzing, woke up from that buzz
And now you [C] wonder why he does it, how he does it
Wasn't cause he had [Em] buzzards circled around his head
Waiting for him to drop dead, [Am] was it?
Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off, little [F] hussy ass
Cause this fucker guess it doesn't matter now, [C] does it?
What difference it make, what's it take?
To get it through your [Em] dick's jaws if you say
Some bullshit people don't usually come back [Am] this way
From a place it was dark as I was in just to get to this [F] place
Now let these words be like a switchblade to a haters' [C] grim cage
And let it be known that from this day forward [Em] I wanna just say thanks
Cause your hate is what gave me these [Am] strengths
So let them bitches race, cause I came with 5'9", boy I [F] feel like I'm 6'8
Once [D] for you [C] and me
Living out [Em] our dreams
Where our [Am] free _ should
[F] _
Lift my arms out [C] wide
I open [Em] my eyes
And now [Am] all _ I [F] see
[E] Is a sky full [C] of light
_ _ [Em] _
A sky full [Am] of light
_ _ [F] _
_ _ [C] By the time you hear this I'll probably already be [Em] outie
I advance like going from Toten, Iron
[Am] Going and buying four or five of the homies to Iron [F] Man, Audi
My daddy told me slow down, boy you're gonna [C] blow it
And I ain't gotta stop to feed a minute to [Em] tell Shady I love him the same way that he did
Dr.
[Am] Dre on the chronic, tell him how real he is
Or [F] how high I am or how I would kill for him, for him [C] to know it
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got [Em] a bad back
So it's only right that I write till he [Am] can mark
Write into that post office and tell him to hang [F] it up
Now his career's LeBron's jersey in 20 [C] years
I stop when I'm at the very top
[Em] You shitted on me on your way up
It's bout to be a scary [Am] drop
Cause what goes up must come down
You [F] going down on something you don't wanna see
Like a hairy [C] box
Every hour, happy hour now
Life is wacky [Em] now
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
Now I'm [Am] just a cat meow
I'm a classic [F] cow
Always down for the catch way
Like [C] Pacquiao, y'all are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna [Em] work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself, all [Am] tunes
Cause now I'm in the Aston
I went from having [F] my city locked up
To getting treated like Kwame [C] Kilpatrick
And now I'm fantastic compared to a [Em] weed ho
And y'all niggas just gossiping like bitches [Am] on the radio and TV
See me, we [F] fly
Y'all bugging out like Wendy Williams staring at a [C] beehive
And how real is that
I remember [Em] signing my first deal
Now I'm the second best, I can deal [Am] with that
Now Bruno can show his ass
Without the [F] MTV Awards gag
You and I
_ _ _ [C] _
_ To be [G] kicked out
_ _ [A] _
_ [G] But [F] tonight
_ _ _ [C] _
So hold up now
[G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [G] _ _ [F] _ _ _ Cause [Dm] this one's for you and [C] me
Living out our [Em] dreams
Where all [Am] _ we should [F] be
With my arms out [C] wide
I open my [Em] eyes
And now [Am] all _ I [F] see
Is a sky full
[C] _ _ _ _ [Em]
A sky full of [Am] light
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _

Facts about this song

This song finds its place within the 2011 Top Hits Vol. 4 album.

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