Lighters
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
What’s
your resolution for this new year? January is slowly coming to an end now. Some
people may have found their goals to be achieved, yet some people may haven’t.
For those who still haven’t found it yet, follow your passion, be prepared to
work hard and sacrifice, and, above all, don’t let anyone limit your dreams.
That’s what Donovan Bailey told us. While Gail Devers said; keep your dreams
alive. Understand to achieve anything requires faith and belief in yourself,
vision, hard work, determination, and dedication. Remember all things are
possible for those who believe. The
Remember and The Forgotten; don’t think about your frustation, but think
about your unfulfilled potential; don’t concern about what you tried and
failed, but concern about what it is still possible for you to do. You must
know what you want from life.
“Fighters
keep fighting. Put your lighters up, point them skyward.” –Bad Meets
Evil feat. Bruno Mars, Lighters
American
hip-hop duo consisted of the infamous rapper Eminem and Royce da 5’9”, Bad
Meets Evil, collaborated with singer Bruno Mars for the song titled “Lighters”.
The alternative hip-hop song was released on July 5th 2011, as the second
single from Bad Meets Evil’s first EP titled “Hell: The Sequel”. It incorporated soul
music, as well as included influences of synthpop.
“Lighters”
is a celebration song for those who living out their dreams, without backing
out, without giving up. “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 using’s no more excuses.” Whoever we
are, there are always people who will try to take us down; don’t let them.
Whatever we do, there are always people who will dislike; don’t let them shake
you. Follow your passion, prove them wrong. “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 that from this day forward, I wanna just say thanks,
‘cause your hate is what gave me the strength.” Let the hurdles forge you
to become strong. Let the pain encourages you to become rigid. “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.” In
the end, every dream is possible to come true for those who believe and fight
for it. “This one’s for you and me,
living out our dreams, we’re all 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.”
Written
and produced by Eminem, Battle Roy and The Smeezingtons, “Lighters”
achieved mixed reviews. Some critics praised the change in style of music
(which was very different than any other Bad Meets Evil’s songs), while others
criticized it for the same reason. Despite the mixed reception, the song
performed generally well commercially. Indeed, this song deserves that for the positive
and inspirational message it brings.
“You
and I know what it’s like to be kicked down, forced to fight. But tonight, we’re
alright, so hold up your lights, let it shine.” –Bad Meets Evil feat.
Bruno Mars, Lighters
“This
one’s for you and me, living out our dreams, we’re all 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
A
sky full of lighters
By
the time you hear this I will have already spiralled 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 lightning, 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
Only
thing I ever gave up using’s 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 popping shit on how you
flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Who
you dicks tryna kid, flipped dick, you did 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, flustered lack, lustered
Cause
he couldn’t cut mustard, muster up, nothing, brain fuzzy, cause he’s buzzin’,
woke up from that buzzin’
Now
you wonder why he does it, how he does it, wasn’t cause he had buzzards
circlin’ around his head
Waiting
for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it cause them bitches wrote him off, little
hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn’t matter now, does it
What
difference it makes? What it takes to get it through your thick skulls, that
this ain’t 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 that 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” but I feel like I’m 6’8”!
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 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
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 ain’t 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 bugging 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
You
and I know what it’s like to be kicked down, forced to fight
But
tonight, we’re alright, so hold up your lights, let it shine
Cause,
this one’s for you and me, living out our dreams, we’re all 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
A
sky full of lighters”
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