Chords for Eminem Dissing Mariah Carey Live
Tempo:
81.8 bpm
Chords used:
B
Em
E
Am
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Mariah Carey, we had some good times together didn't we?
Remember the time, we would dry her thing, [N] and you would call me Superman, and then I took the mask off your face?
Now roll over.
No it's like, oh my god I'm fucking sick.
[Em]
[B] [Em] [Am]
[B]
[C#] There I go, thinking of you again.
[E]
[B] You make [E] me, you make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach, every time I think of you, I feel [B] much just [E] not well.
You [B] may not think you do, [Em] but you do, every time I think of you, I was gonna take the [B] time to sit down and write [Em] you a little poem.
But off of the tome, it'd probably be a little more, [B] more suitable, for [Em] this type of song.
Woah.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top of my [Em] head to think of, 16 bars is ain't enough to put some ink to, so [B] fuck it I'm gonna stop right here, [Em] I'll just be brief, I'm about to rattle off some of the
I knew I should [B] go and get another tattoo, [Em] of you on my arm, but where do I go?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [F#] two.
[Em] Now sit here, with your name on my skin, I can't believe I wouldn't do this stupid shit again.
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim.
Sit.
If you only knew, how [Bm] much I hated you, for [Em] every motherfucking thing you ever put us through, then I wouldn't be [B] standing here, crying over [Em] you.
[B] You know [E] how sick you make me, you [B] make me fucking sick [Em] to my stomach, every time I think of you, I puke.
[B] Must just [Em] not know, you mean [B] nothing to do, [Em] to do, every time I think of you, I
Remember the time, we would dry her thing, [N] and you would call me Superman, and then I took the mask off your face?
Now roll over.
No it's like, oh my god I'm fucking sick.
[Em]
[B] [Em] [Am]
[B]
[C#] There I go, thinking of you again.
[E]
[B] You make [E] me, you make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach, every time I think of you, I feel [B] much just [E] not well.
You [B] may not think you do, [Em] but you do, every time I think of you, I was gonna take the [B] time to sit down and write [Em] you a little poem.
But off of the tome, it'd probably be a little more, [B] more suitable, for [Em] this type of song.
Woah.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top of my [Em] head to think of, 16 bars is ain't enough to put some ink to, so [B] fuck it I'm gonna stop right here, [Em] I'll just be brief, I'm about to rattle off some of the
I knew I should [B] go and get another tattoo, [Em] of you on my arm, but where do I go?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [F#] two.
[Em] Now sit here, with your name on my skin, I can't believe I wouldn't do this stupid shit again.
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim.
Sit.
If you only knew, how [Bm] much I hated you, for [Em] every motherfucking thing you ever put us through, then I wouldn't be [B] standing here, crying over [Em] you.
[B] You know [E] how sick you make me, you [B] make me fucking sick [Em] to my stomach, every time I think of you, I puke.
[B] Must just [Em] not know, you mean [B] nothing to do, [Em] to do, every time I think of you, I
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Am
C#
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_ _ _ Mariah Carey, we had some good times together didn't we?
Remember the time, we would dry her thing, [N] and you would call me Superman, and then I took the mask off your face?
Now roll over.
No it's like, oh my god I'm fucking sick.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [C#] There I go, thinking of you again.
_ [E] _
[B] You make _ [E] _ me, you make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach, every time I think of you, I feel [B] much just [E] not well. _ _
You [B] may not think you do, [Em] but you do, every time I think of you, I was gonna take the [B] time to sit down and write [Em] you a little poem.
But off of the tome, it'd probably be a little more, [B] more suitable, for [Em] this type of song.
Woah.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top of my [Em] head to think of, 16 bars is ain't enough to put some ink to, so [B] fuck it I'm gonna stop right here, [Em] I'll just be brief, I'm about to rattle off some of the_
I knew I should [B] go and get another tattoo, [Em] of you on my arm, but where do I go?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [F#] two.
_ _ [Em] Now sit here, with your name on my skin, I can't believe I wouldn't do this stupid shit again.
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim.
Sit. _ _
If you only knew, how [Bm] much I hated you, for [Em] every motherfucking thing you ever put us through, then I wouldn't be [B] standing here, crying over [Em] you. _ _ _ _
_ [B] You know [E] how sick you make me, you [B] make me fucking sick [Em] to my stomach, every time I think of you, I puke.
[B] Must just [Em] not know, _ _ you mean [B] nothing to do, [Em] to do, every time I think of you, I
Remember the time, we would dry her thing, [N] and you would call me Superman, and then I took the mask off your face?
Now roll over.
No it's like, oh my god I'm fucking sick.
_ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _ [Am] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [C#] There I go, thinking of you again.
_ [E] _
[B] You make _ [E] _ me, you make me fucking [Em] sick to my stomach, every time I think of you, I feel [B] much just [E] not well. _ _
You [B] may not think you do, [Em] but you do, every time I think of you, I was gonna take the [B] time to sit down and write [Em] you a little poem.
But off of the tome, it'd probably be a little more, [B] more suitable, for [Em] this type of song.
Woah.
I got a million [B] reasons off the top of my [Em] head to think of, 16 bars is ain't enough to put some ink to, so [B] fuck it I'm gonna stop right here, [Em] I'll just be brief, I'm about to rattle off some of the_
I knew I should [B] go and get another tattoo, [Em] of you on my arm, but where do I go?
I go and get [B] another one, now I got [F#] two.
_ _ [Em] Now sit here, with your name on my skin, I can't believe I wouldn't do this stupid shit again.
My next girlfriend, now her name's gotta be Kim.
Sit. _ _
If you only knew, how [Bm] much I hated you, for [Em] every motherfucking thing you ever put us through, then I wouldn't be [B] standing here, crying over [Em] you. _ _ _ _
_ [B] You know [E] how sick you make me, you [B] make me fucking sick [Em] to my stomach, every time I think of you, I puke.
[B] Must just [Em] not know, _ _ you mean [B] nothing to do, [Em] to do, every time I think of you, I