Tab Realm

TAB by Song : 67875
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Tab List Area
1 Pages 1 Results

Lighters by Eminem


 


                                Lighters 






Chords

C-Em-Am-F


Chorus

E|----------0--3-----------0--3h5p3-----3--7--8--------5--1--1--1--1--0-----1--1--1--1--0--------|
B|-1--1--3--------1--1--3------------1-----------8-----------------------3-----------------3--1--|
G|--------------------------------------------------9--------------------------------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------------------3--------------------------------------3--|
A|-------------3---------------------------0-----------------------3-----------------0-----------|
E|----------------------------0------------------------------------------0-----------------------|

Short Riff in verse

E|-----------3-----------3-----------0-----------------|
B|-----1-----------0-----------------------------1-----|
G|-----------------------------2-----------------------|
D|-----------------------------------------3-----------|
A|-----3-----------------------0-----------------------|
E|-----------------0-----------------------------------|








--------------


version 2





Chords for whole song (except bridge): C -  Em - Am - F

[Bruno Mars]
                       C 
This one's for you and me,
               Em
living out our dreams
          Am                    F 
We're all right where we should be
                 C               Em
Lift my arms out wide, I open my eyes
        Am          F
And now all I wanna see
                 C      Em 
Is a sky full of lighters
              Am     F 
A sky full of lighters 

[Eminem] 
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 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 up is 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-of-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, flustered 
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 fusses, 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? but I feel like I'm 6'8? 

[Bruno Mars] 
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 meoww, ow 
Classic now, 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] (Bridge)
        F                C                 Em
You and I know what it's like to be kicked down
          Am 
Forced to fight
      F           C
But tonight we're alright
                Em 
So hold up your lights
       Am 
Let it shine 

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








--------------


version 3





Standard Tuning
No Capo




INTRO:
(Bruno Mars)


    C                Em               Am               F
-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
----1---1---1---1----0---0---0---0----1---1---1---1----1---1---1---1---|
----0---0---0---0----0---0---0---0----2---2---2---2----2---2---2---2---|
-----------------------------------------------------------------------|
------3---3---3---3---------------------0---0---0---0------------------|
-----------------------0---0---0---0---------------------1---1---1---1-|


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
------------------------------------------------------------------------|
---1---1---1---1----0---0---0---0----1---1---1---1----1---1---1---1-----|
-----0---0---0---0----0---0---0---0----2---2---2---2----2---2---2---2---|
------------------------------------------------------------------------|
---3-------3-------------------------0-------0--------------------------|
--------------------0-------0-------------------------1-------1---------|
(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′ but I feel like I'm
6'8″

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

    C                Em               Am               F
----------------------------------------------------------------------|
---1---1---1---1----0---0---0---0----1---1---1---1----1---1---1---1---|
-----0---0---0---0----0---0---0---0----2---2---2---2----2---2---2---2-|
----------------------------------------------------------------------|
---3---3---3---3---------------------0---0---0---0--------------------|
--------------------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

Bridge -[Bruno Mars]

   F                C                Em               
Am      G
---1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-3-3-3-3---|
---1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1--1-1-1-1-1-1-1-1--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--1-1-1-1-3-3-3-3---|
---2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0--2-2-2-2-0-0-0-0---|
---3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--2-2-2-2-0-0-0-0---|
---3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--3-3-3-3-3-3-3-3--2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2--0-0-0-0-2-2-2-2---|
---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

Outro

    C                Em               Am               F
------------------------------------------------------------------------|
---1---1---1---1----0---0---0---0----1---1---1---1----1---1---1---1-----|
-----0---0---0---0----0---0---0---0----2---2---2---2----2---2---2---2---|
------------------------------------------------------------------------|
---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









--------------


version 4




Standard Tuning 

Intro:
G Bm Em C (repeat if you want) 

                      
[Chorus]

                       G                    Bm
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
           Em                   C
We're all right where we should be
                  G              Bm
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
         Em          C
And now all I wanna see
                 G      Bm
Is a sky full of lighters
              Em     C
A sky full of lighters


[Verse 1]

G
By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up
Bm
I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up
Em
If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening,
C
Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point em' skyward uh
G
Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still king...
Bm
This rap game's nipple is mine for the milking,
Em
Till nobody else even fucking feels me, till' it kills me
C
I swear to god I'll be the fucking illest in this music
G
There is or there ever will be, disagree?
Bm
Feel free, but from now on I'm refusing to ever give up
Em
The only thing I ever gave up's using no more excuses
C
Excuse me if my head is too big for this building
G
And pardon me if I'm a cocky prick but you cocks are slick
Bm
Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit
Em
Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite
C
You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks
G
I love it when I tell em shove it
Bm
Cause it wasn't that long ago when Marshall sat, flustered, lack lustered
Em
Cause he couldn't cut mustard, muster up nothing
C
Brain fuzzy, cause he's buzzin', woke up from that buzz
G
Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it
Bm
Wasn't cause he had buzzards circlin' around his head
Em
Waiting for him to drop dead, was it?
C
Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off
G
Little hussy ass, scuzzes, fuck it, guess it doesn't matter now, does it
Bm
What difference it make?
Em
What it take to get it through your thick skulls
C
That this ain't some bullshit
G
People don't usually come back this way
Bm
From a place that was dark as I was in
Em
Just to get to this place
C
Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage
Bm
And let it be known from this day forward
Em
I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength
C
So let em bic's raise cause I came with 5'9′ but I feel like I'm 6'8″
                       

[Chorus]

                       G                   Bm
This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
           Em                   C
We're all right where we should be
                  G              Bm
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
         Em         C
And now all I wanna see
                 G     Bm
Is a sky full of lighters
              Em     C
A sky full of lighters


[Verse 2]

G
By the time you hear this I'll probably already be outtie
Bm
I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the 
Em
homies the iron man Audi
C
My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it
G
And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute
Bm
To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic
Em
Tell him how real he is or how high I am
C
Or how I would kill for him for him to know it
G
I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back
Bm
So it's only right that I write till he can march right into that post office 
Em
and tell em to hang it up
C
Now his career's Lebron's jersey in 20 years
G
I'll stop when I'm at the very top
Bm
You shitted on me on your way up
Em
It's 'bout to be a scary drop
C
Cause what goes up must come down
G
You going down on something you don't wanna see like a hairy box
Bm
Every hour, happy hour now
Em
Life is wacky now
C
Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy
G
Now I'm just the cats meooww, ow
Bm
Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao
Em
Ya'll are doomed
C
I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me
G
My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes
Bm
Cause now I'm in the Aston
Em
I went from having my city locked up
C
To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick
G
And now I'm fantastic
Bm
Compared to a weed high
Em
And y'all niggas just gossipin' like bitches on a radio and TV
C
See me, we fly
G
Y'all buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive
Bm
And how real is that
Em
I remember signing my first deal and now I'm the second best I can deal with that
C
Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag

[Bridge]

        C                G                 Bm
You and I know what it's like to be kicked down
           Em
Forced to fight
        C          G
But tonight we're alright
                Bm
So hold up your light
         Em
Let it shine

[Chorus]

                             G                    Bm
Cause this one's for you and me, living out our dreams
           Em                   C
We're all right where we should be
                  G              Bm
With my arms out wide I open my eyes
         Em          C
And now all I wanna see
                 G      Bm
Is a sky full of lighters
              C      Em
A sky full of lighters 









--------------


version 5







C, Em7, Am, F 
                      C                 Em7
This ones for you and me living out our dreams
      Am                        F
We're all right where we should be
                  C              Em7  
With my arms out wide, I open my eyes 
        Am           F
and now all I wanna see
                 C        Em7
Is a sky full of lighters,
              Am       F
a sky full of lighters




and so on, and so on








--------