Chords for Eminem & Rihanna - Run This Town (Explicit Music Video)

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84.7 bpm
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Cm

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Bb

G

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Eminem & Rihanna - Run This Town (Explicit Music Video) chords
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[Gb] [Ab]
[G]
[Am] [G] [Cm] No weapons, no cell [C] phone, no physical contact of any kind.
[Gm] not hand him anything except for paper.
food trays [G] to give him anything.
You need to sign a waiver to enter.
of entry, and in the event of involuntary
facility responsible.
100%  ➙  85BPM
Cm
13421113
Ab
134211114
C
3211
Bb
12341111
G
2131
Cm
13421113
Ab
134211114
C
3211
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_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _
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_ [Am] _ _ [G] _ [Cm] No weapons, no cell [C] phone, no physical contact of any kind.
[Gm] Do not touch the bars.
[G] Do not go near the bars.
Do [Gm] not hand him anything except for paper.
Do not [G] accept anything he offers you.
[Eb] Only use the food trays [G] to give him anything.
Do not offer him any personal information.
You need to sign a waiver to enter.
It's just the usual [Gm] legal stuff that you understand the risks of entry, and in the event of involuntary
dismemberment or disembowelment, you will [G] not hold this facility responsible.
Blah, blah, blah.
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ [Bb] In December, we found him passed out on the floor.
We took him down to the infirmary.
When the nurse took off his mouthpiece to give him oxygen, [Dm]
he did this.
_ [B] _ _ [G] _ Remember, don't let him into your mind.
[Eb] He's a psychopath.
A monster.
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_ [Cm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb]
He's a [Cm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Cm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
monster.
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_ [Cm] _ [Fm] They don't understand.
[Cm] I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen.
I ain't no politician, [Fm] but I pick and quit them a [Cm] minute.
You see, they call me a menace, and if the shoe fits, I wear it.
But if it don't, then y'all [Fm] have swallowed a true grin and bear [Cm] it.
Now who's the king of these rude, ludicrous, lucrative lyrics?
Who could inherit the [Ab] title?
Put the youth in [Cm] hysterics using this music to steer it, sharing its views and its merits.
But there's a huge interference.
[Fm] They're saying you should inherit.
[Cm] Maybe it's hatred I spew.
Maybe it's food for the spirit.
Maybe it's beautiful [C] music I made for you to just [Cm] cherish.
But I'm debated, disputed, hated, imbued in America as a motherfucking [D] drug addict.
Like you didn't [Cm] experiment, nah-nah.
That's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror and see yourself as a kid [Ab] again.
And you get [Cm] embarrassed, and I got nothing to do but make you look stupid.
As parents, you fucking do.
Girl, it's too [Eb] bad you couldn't do good at marriage.
[Cm] And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here?
I don't think you do, so stay tuned [Ab] and keep your ears glued to the [Cm] stereo,
because here we go.
He's trick or treat.
I'm the sinister.
[C] Mister gets my ass.
[Cm] It's just a renegade.
[Bb] Never been afraid to say [Cm] what's on my mind at [Ab] any given time of day,
[Cm] because I'm a renegade.
[Bb] Never been afraid to talk [Cm] about anything.
Anything. Anything.
Renegade.
I accept pain, but it's not fair.
I [Fm] break the rules, so I [Cm] don't care.
I keep doing my own thing.
[C] Walking tall [Cm] against the rain.
Victory's within a mile.
[Fm] Almost there, don't [Cm] give a damn.
Only thing that's on my mind is [Fm] who's going to understand that.
[Cm] See, I'm a poet, but I'm a regular modern-day Shakespeare.
Jesus Christ, the [C] king of these latter-day saints [Cm] here
to shatter the picture in which of that is they paint me as.
A mongrel, a bait, [D] Satan, a scatterbrained atheist.
[Cm] But that ain't the case.
See, it's a matter of taste.
Me as the people who's out of [C] shape.
He's as bad as they say [Cm] he is.
Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape, me the escape goat,
who [Ab] they can be mad at today.
[Cm] See, it's as easy as cake.
Simple as whistling Dixie.
While I'm waving the pistol at [C] 60 Christians against me.
[Cm] Go to war with the Mormons.
Take a bath with the Catholics in holy water.
No wonder they [C] try to hold me under longer.
[Cm] I'm a motherfucking [Bb] spiteful, delightful, [Cm] eyeful, the new Ice Cube.
[Ab] Motherfuckers hate to like you.
[Cm] What did I do?
I'm [Bb] just a kid from the gutter [Cm] making his butter off these [Ab] bloodsuckers.
Cause I'm a [Cm] motherfucking renegade.
Never [Bb] been afraid to say what's on my mind at any [Ab] given time of day.
Cause [Cm] I'm a renegade.
Never been afraid to talk about anything, anything, anything.
Renegade.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ Renegade.
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] Renegade.
Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at any [Fm] given time of day.
Cause [Cm] I'm a renegade.
Never [Gm] been afraid to talk about anything.
[C] _ _ [Cm] _ [Bb] Renegade.
_ [Cm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] Oh, [Bb] Renegade.
_ [Cm] _ [Ab] Renegade. Anything! _ _ _