[bad word]  [bad word] Mars]
This one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
sky full of lighters

[Verse 1: Eminem]
By the time you hear this, I will have already spiraled up
I would never do nothin' to let you cowards [bad word] my world up
If I was you I would duck
Or get [bad word] like lightnin’, fighters keep fightin’
Put your lighters up! Point them skyward, uh!
Had a dream I was king; I woke up, still king
This rap game’s nipple is mine for the milking
'Til nobody else even [bad word]  feels me, 'til it kills me
I swear to God I’ll be the [bad word]  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
Only thing I ever gave up’s using no more excuses
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
And pardon me if I’m a [bad word] prick
But you [bad word] are slick, poppin’ [bad word] 
On how you flipped your life around, crock of [bad word] 
Who you [bad word] tryna kid?
Flip " [bad word] " you did opposite: you stayed the same
‘Cause " [bad word] quot; backwards is still " [bad word] " you pricks!
I love it when I tell them shove it
‘Cause it wasn’t that long ago when Marshall sat flustered
Lacked luster ‘cause he couldn’t cut mustard
Muster up nothin', brain fuzzy
‘Cause he’s buzzin’, woke up from that buzzer
Now you wonder why he does it how he does it
Wasn’t ‘cause he had buzzards
Circlin' around his head, waitin' for him to drop dead, was it?
Or was it ‘cause some [bad word] wrote him off?
Little hussy [bad word] scuzzes
 [bad word] it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it?
What difference it make? What’s it take
To get it through your thick skulls that this ain’t
Some [bad word]  people don’t [bad word] 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 switchblade to a hater’s ribcage!
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 them Bics raise, ‘cause I came with 5'9", but I feel like I’m 6'8"

 [bad word]  [bad word] Mars]
This one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
sky full of lighters

[Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9"]
By the time you hear this, I’ll probably already be outtie
I advance like goin' from totin' iron to goin' and buyin’
Four or five of the homies the Iron Man Audi
My daddy told me: "Slow down, boy, you're goin' to blow it!"
And I ain't 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 write 'til he can march right
Into that post office and tell 'em to hang it up
Now his career's LeBron's Jersey in twenty years
I stop when I'm at the very top
You [bad word] on me on your way up, it's 'bout to be a scary drop
‘Cause what goes up [bad word] down
You goin' down on somethin' 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 [bad word] 
Now I'm just the cat's meow, oow, outclass the count
Always down for the catchweight like Pacquiao
Y'all are doomed
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
My car starts itself, parks itself, and auto-tunes
‘Cause now I'm in the Aston; I went from havin'
My city locked up to gettin' treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
And now I'm [bad word] it to a weed high
And y'all niggas that's gossipin' like [bad word] 
On a radio and TV, see me, we fly
Y'all buggin' out like Wendy Williams starin' at a beehive
And how real is that? I remember signin' my first deal
Now I'm the second best, I can deal with that
Now [bad word] can show his [bad word]  without the MTV awards gag

[Bridge: [bad word] Mars]
You and I know what it's like
To be kicked down, forced to fight
But tonight, we're all right
So hold up your lights
Let it shine, because—

 [bad word]  [bad word] Mars]
This one's for you and me
Living out our dreams
We are right where we should be
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
sky full of lighters