Chords for Eminem - Kamikaze (Lyrics)

Okay, how do I say this?
Last year didn't work out so well for me.
_ _ 2018, well_ _
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You collaborative effort, RAP.
I have never said his raps.
Overstayed my welcome, stepped in crap and ruined your welcome mess.
So spit that shit from the heart, you [Eb] didn't write like you wrote it.
Well, I T-bagged a microphone cause I go nuts on it.
Like a fighter jet [N] lined with explosives that'll strike any moment.
Headed right at your opponents and I'm the fuckin' pilot that's floaty.
I'm bout to smash into everyone.
Crash into everything.
Back, and I've just begun.
Back, 2017.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
I'm a, [E] I'm a, I'm a, I'm gonna smash into everyone.
Crash like an F-15.
[Eb] Damn, it's already done.
Y'all [N] shoulda let me be.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
I'm a, I'm a, I'm gonna smash into everyone.
I turned to rap cause it made me feel tough when I wasn't.
From the moment I heard rappers cussin', I wasn't.
Which is why I identified with the guy who I was.
Invented by Drake, Frankenstein, energized like a 9-volt.
Ice cold like snake eyes, twice in a row on a dice roll.
But if the only [E] reason I blowed is cause I'm right,
Though I don't every other white man let's tell what I sold.
I'm a kamikaze [N] pilot, I wrote my suicide note.
Here come the guys in [G] bright coats trying to stop me.
Before I jump behind the controls and try to fly in a hose.
Cause I'm taking y'all with me when I go cyclone.
I don't think this typhoon's letting up anytime soon.
Here I go, eyes closed, blindfolded.
I'm bout to smash into everyone.
Crash into [Eb] everything.
Back, and I've just begun.
Back, 2017.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
I'm a kamikaze, gonna smash.
Into everyone.
Crash like an F-15.
That bitch already [N] done.
Y'all shoulda let me be.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
Back, back on everyone.
I'm a kamikaze, gonna smash. _ _ _ _ _
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I [Bb] heard you freestyle on Shade 45.
That shit was [N] embarrassing.
There is no way we'd ever hear that shit again, I [E] guarantee.
That rate, that shit was so ass.
[N] That's something we wouldn't dare re-air.
That shit's embarrassing.
It's me rearing in terror.
In my therapy chair, my dick is the hair like the sheriff.
Each nut is the chair with a b'nake on sailor.
Beware me.
Lyrically, I'm terrible.
Better get your lyrics prepared.
Mr.
Ramirez is here.
Serial killin' every [Abm] beat there is.
Wait, wait.
Got the areas feeling something evil is lurking.
I'm [G] no conspiracy [B] theorist, but something here is afoot.
Oh yeah, it's my dick.
Get that measuring stick.
What?
12 inches of wood.
Wait, but I've been going for your jungler since Reggie Duck alert.
And I've come to pay respects, cause if you sleep, you're fucked.
Other words, you get laid to [Abm] rest.
And I hope your butters hurt.
Put me on a track, [B] I go play on it like a color book.
You got some views, but you're still below me.
Mine are higher, so when you compare our views, you get overlooked.
And I don't say the hook unless I wrote the hook.
And now I'm just freestyling in the vocal booth.
And you know I've always spoke the truth.
You're lying through your teeth so much you broke a tooth.
And it ain't something I need a phone to do.
When I say I can't wait till I get a hold of you.
And I don't know what [Gm] I'm supposed to do.