Chords for Eminem-Marshall Mathers

_ _ [Em] _ _ [A] _ [Am] You know I just don't [B] get it _ Last year I was [Em] nobody
_ This year I'm selling records Now [A] everybody wants to [Am] come around like I
owe them something [B] Fuck you want from me?
[Em] Ten million dollars?
Fuck outta here You see I'm just [E] Marshall Mathers
[Am] _
[B] I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the fuss about me
[Em] _
Nobody ever gave a fuck before All they [Am] did was doubt me _
[B] Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to take shots at [Em] me
You might see me talking You might see me [Am] walking
You might see [E] me walking in dead rot while [B] a dog with his head chopped off in the park
with a spike [Em] collar Hollering at him cause the son of a bitch
gon' quit barking Or leaning out a window with a cock [Am] shotgun
Driving up the block in the car that they shot [B] Pac in
Looking for bigs killers Dressing [Em] ridiculous
Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is
Double barrel 12k's bigger than Chris [Am] Wallace Pissed off cause Biggie and Pop, he's missed
[B] all this Watching all these cheap imitations get [Em] rich
off em and get dollars It should've been them, like they switched
wallets And amidst all this Chris popping and wrist
[Am] watchers I just sit back and just watch and just get
[B] nauseous And walk around with an empty bottle of Remy
[Em] Martin Starting shit like some 26 year old skinny
carton God damn it
And anti-Pac Street and Ricky [Am] Martin This instinct to kill instinct don't get me
[B] started These fucking rats can't sting and [Em] Britney's
garbage What's this bitch retarded?
Give me back my 16 dollars All I see is sissies and magazines [Am] smiling
What ever happened to wilding out and being [B] violent?
What ever happened to catching the good old [Em] fashioned passin' it ass whooping and getting
your shoes coat and your hat took it?
New kids on the block, sucked a [Am] lot of dick Boy girl groups make me [B] sick
And I can't wait till I catch all you [Em] faggots in public
I'ma love it, ha ha, vanilla ice don't like me
Just had some shit [A] in life, just fight me [E] Then went and dyed his hair just [B] like me
A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me
They run around [Em] screaming I don't care, just [E] fight me
I think I was [Em] put here to annoy the [Am] world And destroy your little 4 year old boy or
[B] girl Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots
Who [Em] spray fag or root beer And call themselves clowns cause they look
queer Back through Dome and Silent [Am] Gate claiming
Detroit When y'all live 20 miles [B] away
And I don't wrestle, I knock you fucking faggots the [E] fuck out
Ask them about the club they [Em] was at when they snuck out
After they ducked out the back when they saw us and [Am] bucked out
Duck down and got paintball shot at they [B] truck, plow
Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again [Em] When you ain't seen a fucking mile road south
of 10 And I don't need help from D12 to beat up
two [A] females And make up who may try to scratch me with
[B] Lee Nails Slim anus, you damn right [Em] slim anus
I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flaming faggots
I'm fine, just [E] boy so [Am] maverick, boy so [B] maverick I'm not a wrestler guy, I'll knock you out
If you talk about me, [Em] talk about me Come and see me on the streets alone
If you [Am] assholes doubt me, assholes doubt me [B] And if you put a run your mouth then come
take your best shot [Em] at me, best shot at me
Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much [A] of me?
[Am] You little groupie bitch get off me, go fuck [B] Puffy
Now because of this blonde mop that's on [E] top This fucked up head that I've got, I've gone pop
The [Em] underground just slummed around and did a [Am] 360
Now these kids diss me and act like some big [B] sissies
Oh he just did some shit with Missy, so [Em] now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC
Get [E] busy, my fucking [Em] bitch mom's suing for ten [A] million
She must want a dollar for every pill I've been [E] stealing
Shit, where the fuck you think I picked up the hat man?
All I had to do was [Em] go in the room and lift up a mattress
Which is it, bitch, Mrs.
Briggs or Miss [Am] Mathers?
It doesn't matter _ _
[B] Faggot, talking about I fabricated my past He's just aggravated, I want a jacket laid in his [Em] ass
So tell me, what the hell is this fella to do?
For every million I make, another relative [B] sues
Family fighting and fussing over who wants to [Em] invite me to supper
All of a sudden I got 90-some cousins
A half-brother and sister who never [A] seen me
Or even bothered to [Am] call me until they saw me on [B] TV
Now everybody's so happy and [Em] proud
I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house
And then to top it off, I walk to the [Am] newsstand
And buy this cheap ass little magazine with a [B] food stamp
Skip to the last page, flip right fast
And what do I see?
[A] A picture of my big white ass
Okay, let me [Em] give you motherfuckers some [C] help
Uh, here, double XL, double [B] XL
Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell
Aw, fuck it, [Em] I'll even buy a couple myself
Cause I'm just [Am] Marshall Mathers _
[B] I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the fuss about me
[Em] _
[E] Nobody ever gave a [Em] fuck before, all they [A] did was doubt [Em] me
[B] Now everybody wanna run their mouth and try to take shots [Em] at me _ _
Cause I'm just [E] Marshall _ [Am] Mathers
[B] I'm just a regular guy, I don't know why all the [Em] fuss about me
Nobody ever gave a fuck before, all they [Em] did was doubt me
[B] Now everybody wanna run their mouth and try to take shots [Em] _ at me
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