Chords for Eminem - Kings Never Die (Subtitulado al español) (Audio original)

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Eminem - Kings Never Die (Subtitulado al español) (Audio original) chords
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Here to stay, [C] here to wear
[D] One of my eyes through [A] the passage of time
[E] Changed never
[C]
[D] [A]
[E] I can hear the drum a drummin'
In the trumpet [C] someone's tryin' to summon someone I know something's comin'
But I'm runnin' from [D] it to be standin' at the summit and plummet
How come it wasn't what I thought it was, was [A] it?
Too good to be true, have no thinkin' at [E] all but too much
I'm at the lucid again, yet I swallow hallucinogens
Cause if not, [C] where the hell did it go?
Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the torch
I've [D] been just choosin' to send even if it means I'm summonin' my soldiers
To be the [A] undisputed again, do whatever I gotta do just to win
Cause I got this [E] motherfuckin' crowd over my head, round around me
[C] Bones on it, cracks in it, it's morons in it
Think I need [D] practice, how bout that?
I'm somehow now back to the underground
But [A] no matter how loud that I talk
This sport is somethin' [E] I never bow out at
I complain about the game, I shout and I pout
It's a long game, [C] but I found out that
I can move a mountain of doubt
Even when your [D] bitches are countin' me out
And I appear to be down for the count
Only time I ever [A] been out and about
Is right around time with my [Em] fuckin' whereabouts in the doubt
I've been lost on the finger, what I did to get here
But I'm not a quitter, [C] gotta get up, give it all, I gotta give up
Spit on shit, I'll snap, throw [D] the cap, go on
I'm tryin' to be headstrong, but it feels like I slept on my neck [A] wrong
Cause you're movin' on to the next, but is your respect gone?
Cause someone told [E] me that
Games never
[C]
[D] [A] Don't give me that sob story, lie, don't preach to the choir
You ain't never even [Em] had a reason to fire the T.T.
Nobody ever handed me shit, my [C] life's not even a ploy
Wouldn't even take shit, been a [D] consideration
Obliterate anyone, anyway
I think I see why a lot of rappers get [A] on these feats and try to
Walk out on a track with me
But it actually [E] happened to be a fuckin' blowout
Get me to retire, tell these new [C] artists that kings never die
I don't see this change in this stage
Fuck a Twitter page, did [D] you say I've been upstaged?
Why am I online?
It's drivin' me crazy
[A] I'm ridin' shotgun, tryin' to get a gauge
I'm on top, but I'm not, wanna [E] conform, better stay passin' this
Shit in opinions, way I can do say [C] if I stay passin' it
Maybe I can stay J-Miraculous, come back [D] as if I win a wave
But these tractors just say, so much
I'm on the front of your gate, [A] someone's gonna make me blow my composure
Here I [Em] go again, to the stage, and I feel like I'm in a game
And so what a champion of force, don't [C] wanna buy a life loan
Cause why can't we win them all?
So fuck what these cynics [D] say
This goes to show, that when my back's against the wall
And I'm [A] under attack again, I'll act as if I'm boss
Fuck with this Twitter [E] page, I saw these plaques
And my office on the floor, stacked against [C] the door
Are they just metaphors for the art of me comin' back again?
[D] Cause all that comes from this back relates to war to trophies
Just [A] don't mean jack anymore, I'm here today and run [Em] tomorrow
And I'm back, gonna be, here
[C]
[D] [Am] [A]
[Em] I want it, I'm comin' to get it, so you sell it for features
Don't doubt you're gonna get [C] ridic'ed, but critics all end up in critical
Thinkin' shit is dope, or you're gonna get it [D] smoked
And I ain't stoppin' till I'm on top again, all alone and on [A] a throne
Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode
I've been home, [E] tossed in the air by my own common law
It's so hard to put my collar [C] on
It was my time to go, I'm still not EV
[D] Stop or no, I don't know, but I've been told
I [A] still call it, like Zorro, yeah, knock it over
Time [E] to go for the pot of gold, cause
They say kings never die, just as champions [C] are changing
Just roamin' in the glass, no hands off reach for the [D] sky
Try to hold up, can't throw up, these moments
[A] Cause in the blink of an eye, they'll be [Em] over
Tryin' to secure your legacy like Shakur
And ensure nobody's [C] ever gonna be what you were
Stay before you leave and desert
You want people to [D] feel the fury of a pure evil, so irreversible
Speaking to birds, syllable [A] genius at birth
Once I'm thinking to serve, mistaking my kindness [Em] for weakness
Telling me to fight with a pot of milk and be greeted
I'm flipping burgers on the grills for some penis
[C] It goes to arenas, call me Killer Derenas
Still a field of the dreamers, I made [D] it to the silver screen
But Rocky's still with the demons, Khalil on the beat
Cause making the [A] beat ain't the same, feeling the meat
It's killing the beat, it's overfilling the meat
What killing [Em] the seat is?
That sound vomit, nursing how common
Underground, down [C] deep, outside of summer grounds
Driving hunger out, rhyming everyone
God, [D] if you give me one shot, I swear that I won't let you down
I'ma [Am] be your friend forever, in a day, even in the ground
Cause we [E] never ever gonna hear you say I ain't
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_ Here to stay, [C] here to wear _
[D] One of my eyes through [A] the passage of time
[E] _ _ Changed never
[C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
[E] I can hear the drum a drummin'
In the trumpet [C] someone's tryin' to summon someone I know something's comin'
But I'm runnin' from [D] it to be standin' at the summit and plummet
How come it wasn't what I thought it was, was [A] it?
Too good to be true, have no thinkin' at [E] all but too much
I'm at the lucid again, yet I swallow hallucinogens
Cause if not, [C] where the hell did it go?
Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the torch
I've [D] been just choosin' to send even if it means I'm summonin' my soldiers
To be the [A] undisputed again, do whatever I gotta do just to win
Cause I got this [E] motherfuckin' crowd over my head, round around me
[C] Bones on it, cracks in it, it's morons in it
Think I need [D] practice, how bout that?
I'm somehow now back to the underground
But [A] no matter how loud that I talk
This sport is somethin' [E] I never bow out at
I complain about the game, I shout and I pout
It's a long game, [C] but I found out that
I can move a mountain of doubt
Even when your [D] bitches are countin' me out
And I appear to be down for the count
Only time I ever [A] been out and about
Is right around time with my [Em] fuckin' whereabouts in the doubt
I've been lost on the finger, what I did to get here
But I'm not a quitter, [C] gotta get up, give it all, I gotta give up
Spit on shit, I'll snap, throw [D] the cap, go on
I'm tryin' to be headstrong, but it feels like I slept on my neck [A] wrong
Cause you're movin' on to the next, but is your respect gone?
Cause someone told [E] me that
_ Games never
[C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ [A] Don't give me that sob story, lie, don't preach to the choir
You ain't never even [Em] had a reason to fire the T.T.
Nobody ever handed me shit, my [C] life's not even a ploy
Wouldn't even take shit, been a [D] consideration
Obliterate anyone, anyway
I think I see why a lot of rappers get [A] on these feats and try to
Walk out on a track with me
But it actually [E] happened to be a fuckin' blowout
Get me to retire, tell these new [C] artists that kings never die
I don't see this change in this stage
Fuck a Twitter page, did [D] you say I've been upstaged?
Why am I online?
It's drivin' me crazy
[A] I'm ridin' shotgun, tryin' to get a gauge
I'm on top, but I'm not, wanna [E] conform, better stay passin' this
Shit in opinions, way I can do say [C] if I stay passin' it
Maybe I can stay J-Miraculous, come back [D] as if I win a wave
But these tractors just say, so much
I'm on the front of your gate, [A] someone's gonna make me blow my composure
Here I [Em] go again, to the stage, and I feel like I'm in a game
And so what a champion of force, don't [C] wanna buy a life loan
Cause why can't we win them all?
So fuck what these cynics [D] say
This goes to show, that when my back's against the wall
And I'm [A] under attack again, I'll act as if I'm boss
Fuck with this Twitter [E] page, I saw these plaques
And my office on the floor, stacked against [C] the door
Are they just metaphors for the art of me comin' back again?
[D] Cause all that comes from this back relates to war to trophies
Just [A] don't mean jack anymore, I'm here today and run [Em] tomorrow
And I'm back, gonna be, here
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
[Em] I want it, I'm comin' to get it, so you sell it for features
Don't doubt you're gonna get [C] ridic'ed, but critics all end up in critical
Thinkin' shit is dope, or you're gonna get it [D] smoked
And I ain't stoppin' till I'm on top again, all alone and on [A] a throne
Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode
I've been home, [E] tossed in the air by my own common law
It's so hard to put my collar [C] on
It was my time to go, I'm still not EV
[D] Stop or no, I don't know, but I've been told
I [A] still call it, like Zorro, yeah, knock it over
Time [E] to go for the pot of gold, cause
They say kings never die, just as champions [C] are changing
Just roamin' in the glass, no hands off reach for the [D] sky
Try to hold up, can't throw up, these moments
[A] Cause in the blink of an eye, they'll be [Em] over
Tryin' to secure your legacy like Shakur
And ensure nobody's [C] ever gonna be what you were
Stay before you leave and desert
You want people to [D] feel the fury of a pure evil, so irreversible
Speaking to birds, syllable [A] genius at birth
Once I'm thinking to serve, mistaking my kindness [Em] for weakness
Telling me to fight with a pot of milk and be greeted
I'm flipping burgers on the grills for some penis
[C] It goes to arenas, call me Killer Derenas
Still a field of the dreamers, I made [D] it to the silver screen
But Rocky's still with the demons, Khalil on the beat
Cause making the [A] beat ain't the same, feeling the meat
It's killing the beat, it's overfilling the meat
What killing [Em] the seat is?
That sound vomit, nursing how common
Underground, down [C] deep, outside of summer grounds
Driving hunger out, rhyming everyone
God, [D] if you give me one shot, I swear that I won't let you down
I'ma [Am] be your friend forever, in a day, even in the ground
Cause we [E] never ever gonna hear you say I ain't
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_ _ _ [D] _ [Em] _ [E] _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
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