Eminem - White America (Official Music Video) Chords
Tempo:
74.9 bpm
Chords used:
C#
G#
C#m
E
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [D#]
[F#] [Gm] [Bm] [G#] [A#]
[C#m] [B] [A] [N]
[C#] Welcome to white America.
[C#m]
We love you.
[G#] How many people are proud to be [C#] citizens of this beautiful country of rights and the stars
for the rights of women and men who have protest for the freedom and speech of the United States
government is [G#] sworn to uphold.
I want [C#] everybody to know that we are not just a minority, we are a community.
And we're going to do it with a little bit of music.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I never would have dreamed in a million [C#m] years, I'd see so many motherfucking [G#] people who feel
like me, [C#] who share the same views [G#] and the same exact belief.
[C#m] It's like a fucking army marching in [G#] back of me.
[C#] Too many lives.
Not [G#] so much anger [C#] aims in no particular [Fm] direction.
Just praise and praise straight through your radio [G#] waves.
It plays in [C#] place to this [E] day.
Stuck in [G#] your head for days and [Fm] days.
Who would have thought standing [G#] in this middle of the night was me?
Bleaching my [C#m] hair with some peroxide
[G#] Reaching for a t-shirt to wear
And I would catapult to the floor
From the crack like this
[C#m] How could I predict my words
[G#] And have an impact like this?
[C#] I must have struck a chord
With somebody [C] up in the office
Cause Congress keeps telling me
That [G#m] I ain't causing nothing but [C#] problems
And now they're saying
I'm in trouble with the government
I'm [E] loving it
I shoveled shit on [C#] my life
And now I'm jumping in on White America!
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America!
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes
Baby [D#] blue, baby just [G#] like your stout
[C#] If they were brown
Shady blue, shady sits on the shelf
Mercedes Q, shady blue
Shady stipples would help
[C#m] Make ladies swoon, baby [G#] Ooh, baby
Look at my stats
[C#] Let's do the math
If I was [G#] black
I would've sold half
[C#] I ain't have to graduate
From Lincoln High School and all that
But I can rap
So, shh, school, I'm too cool to go back
Give me the mic
Show me where the, shh, studios at
When I was underground
[G#] No one gave a fuck I was white
[C#] No labels [G#] wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, I was light
[C#] Shit until I met Drake
[G#] The only one who looked past
[C#m] Gave me a chance
And I lit a [G#] fire up under his
[C#] Helped him get [G#m] back to the top
Every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange
[G#] For every white man that he's got
[C#] Like damn, we just walked
Sitting [G#] back looking [C#m] his, shh, wow
I'm like my skin is a starting [C#] work
To my benefit now
It's white America
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
See the problem is
I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise would've never knew
These verbs exist
Whose moms [G#] probably would've never
Gave two spurts of shit
[C#m] Till I created so much [G#] mother Shit turbulence
[C#] Straight out the tube
Writing through your living rooms
I came and kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
[C#m] And they connected with me too
[C#] Because I look like them
That's why I put my lyrics
Up under the microscope
Searching with a fine-tuned tone
It's like this rope
Waiting to choke
Tightening around my throat
[C#m] Watching me while I write this
[C#] Like I don't like this, no
All I hear is
Lyrics, lyrics, [G#] constant controversy
Spotters [C#] working round the clock
To try to [G#] stop my constant early journey
[Fm] Hip-hop was never a problem
In [G#] Harlem, only in Portland
[C#m] After it caused the departments [C#] of God
To start in the bottom
And now I'm catching the flag
From these activists when they rag
And [C#m] acting like I'm the first rapper [G#] to smack a C***
It's looking me like I'm your closest pal
[C#] A postage out
The motherfuckin' spokesman now for White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just like this [C#] White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just [C#] like this White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
So to the parents of [G#] a
[C#m] [E] A-b-d-o-n-o [C#] [G#]
[C#m]-a [G#]-
Sent to me to march
[C#] The steps [G#] of Congress
And for the law
[C#m] Replace it with a
Red [C#] advisory sticker
Hypocrisy of hypocrisy
You, Miss Cheney
[G#m] You, [E] Pippa Moore
You, with the [G#] friars of speech
[C#] This divided state of [G#] embarrassment
Will allow me [C#m] [G#] to S*** you
[A]
[C#m] I'm
[C#] just playing, America
You know I love you
[F#] [Gm] [Bm] [G#] [A#]
[C#m] [B] [A] [N]
[C#] Welcome to white America.
[C#m]
We love you.
[G#] How many people are proud to be [C#] citizens of this beautiful country of rights and the stars
for the rights of women and men who have protest for the freedom and speech of the United States
government is [G#] sworn to uphold.
I want [C#] everybody to know that we are not just a minority, we are a community.
And we're going to do it with a little bit of music.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I never would have dreamed in a million [C#m] years, I'd see so many motherfucking [G#] people who feel
like me, [C#] who share the same views [G#] and the same exact belief.
[C#m] It's like a fucking army marching in [G#] back of me.
[C#] Too many lives.
Not [G#] so much anger [C#] aims in no particular [Fm] direction.
Just praise and praise straight through your radio [G#] waves.
It plays in [C#] place to this [E] day.
Stuck in [G#] your head for days and [Fm] days.
Who would have thought standing [G#] in this middle of the night was me?
Bleaching my [C#m] hair with some peroxide
[G#] Reaching for a t-shirt to wear
And I would catapult to the floor
From the crack like this
[C#m] How could I predict my words
[G#] And have an impact like this?
[C#] I must have struck a chord
With somebody [C] up in the office
Cause Congress keeps telling me
That [G#m] I ain't causing nothing but [C#] problems
And now they're saying
I'm in trouble with the government
I'm [E] loving it
I shoveled shit on [C#] my life
And now I'm jumping in on White America!
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America!
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes
Baby [D#] blue, baby just [G#] like your stout
[C#] If they were brown
Shady blue, shady sits on the shelf
Mercedes Q, shady blue
Shady stipples would help
[C#m] Make ladies swoon, baby [G#] Ooh, baby
Look at my stats
[C#] Let's do the math
If I was [G#] black
I would've sold half
[C#] I ain't have to graduate
From Lincoln High School and all that
But I can rap
So, shh, school, I'm too cool to go back
Give me the mic
Show me where the, shh, studios at
When I was underground
[G#] No one gave a fuck I was white
[C#] No labels [G#] wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, I was light
[C#] Shit until I met Drake
[G#] The only one who looked past
[C#m] Gave me a chance
And I lit a [G#] fire up under his
[C#] Helped him get [G#m] back to the top
Every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange
[G#] For every white man that he's got
[C#] Like damn, we just walked
Sitting [G#] back looking [C#m] his, shh, wow
I'm like my skin is a starting [C#] work
To my benefit now
It's white America
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
See the problem is
I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise would've never knew
These verbs exist
Whose moms [G#] probably would've never
Gave two spurts of shit
[C#m] Till I created so much [G#] mother Shit turbulence
[C#] Straight out the tube
Writing through your living rooms
I came and kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
[C#m] And they connected with me too
[C#] Because I look like them
That's why I put my lyrics
Up under the microscope
Searching with a fine-tuned tone
It's like this rope
Waiting to choke
Tightening around my throat
[C#m] Watching me while I write this
[C#] Like I don't like this, no
All I hear is
Lyrics, lyrics, [G#] constant controversy
Spotters [C#] working round the clock
To try to [G#] stop my constant early journey
[Fm] Hip-hop was never a problem
In [G#] Harlem, only in Portland
[C#m] After it caused the departments [C#] of God
To start in the bottom
And now I'm catching the flag
From these activists when they rag
And [C#m] acting like I'm the first rapper [G#] to smack a C***
It's looking me like I'm your closest pal
[C#] A postage out
The motherfuckin' spokesman now for White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just like this [C#] White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just [C#] like this White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
So to the parents of [G#] a
[C#m] [E] A-b-d-o-n-o [C#] [G#]
[C#m]-a [G#]-
Sent to me to march
[C#] The steps [G#] of Congress
And for the law
[C#m] Replace it with a
Red [C#] advisory sticker
Hypocrisy of hypocrisy
You, Miss Cheney
[G#m] You, [E] Pippa Moore
You, with the [G#] friars of speech
[C#] This divided state of [G#] embarrassment
Will allow me [C#m] [G#] to S*** you
[A]
[C#m] I'm
[C#] just playing, America
You know I love you
Key:
C#
G#
C#m
E
A
C#
G#
C#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [D#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [Gm] _ [Bm] _ [G#] _ [A#] _ _
[C#m] _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [C#] Welcome to white America.
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ We love you.
[G#] How many people are proud to be [C#] citizens of this beautiful country of rights and the stars
for the rights of _ _ women and men who have protest for the freedom and speech of the United States
government is [G#] sworn to uphold.
I want [C#] everybody to know that we are not just a minority, we are a community.
And we're going to do it with a little bit of music.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I never would have dreamed in a million [C#m] years, I'd see so many motherfucking [G#] people who feel
like me, [C#] who share the same views [G#] and the same exact belief.
[C#m] It's like a fucking army marching in [G#] back of me.
[C#] Too many lives.
Not [G#] so much anger [C#] aims in no particular [Fm] direction.
Just praise and praise straight through your radio [G#] waves.
It plays in [C#] place to this [E] day.
Stuck in [G#] your head for days and [Fm] days.
Who would have thought standing [G#] in this middle of the night was me?
Bleaching my [C#m] hair with some peroxide
[G#] Reaching for a t-shirt to wear
And I would catapult to the floor
From the crack like this
[C#m] How could I predict my words
[G#] And have an impact like this?
[C#] I must have struck a chord
With somebody [C] up in the office
Cause Congress keeps telling me
That [G#m] I ain't causing nothing but [C#] problems
And now they're saying
I'm in trouble with the government
I'm [E] loving it
I shoveled shit on [C#] my life
And now I'm jumping in on White America!
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America!
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes
Baby [D#] blue, baby just [G#] like your stout
[C#] If they were brown
Shady blue, shady sits on the shelf
Mercedes Q, shady blue
Shady stipples would help
[C#m] Make ladies swoon, baby [G#] Ooh, baby
Look at my stats
[C#] Let's do the math
If I was [G#] black
I would've sold half
[C#] I ain't have to graduate
From Lincoln High School and all that
But I can rap
So, shh, school, I'm too cool to go back
Give me the mic
Show me where the, shh, studios at
When I was underground
[G#] No one gave a fuck I was white
[C#] No labels [G#] wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, I was light
[C#] Shit until I met Drake
[G#] The only one who looked past
[C#m] Gave me a chance
And I lit a [G#] fire up under his
[C#] Helped him get [G#m] back to the top
Every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange
[G#] For every white man that he's got
[C#] Like damn, we just walked
Sitting [G#] back looking [C#m] his, shh, wow
I'm like my skin is a starting [C#] work
To my benefit now
It's white America
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
See the problem is
I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise would've never knew
These verbs exist
Whose moms [G#] probably would've never
Gave two spurts of shit
[C#m] Till I created so much [G#] mother Shit turbulence
[C#] Straight out the tube
Writing through your living rooms
I came and kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
[C#m] And they connected with me too
[C#] Because I look like them
That's why I put my lyrics
Up under the microscope
Searching with a fine-tuned tone
It's like this rope
Waiting to choke
Tightening around my throat
[C#m] Watching me while I write this
[C#] Like I don't like this, no
All I hear is
Lyrics, lyrics, [G#] constant controversy
Spotters [C#] working round the clock
To try to [G#] stop my constant early journey
[Fm] Hip-hop was never a problem
In [G#] Harlem, only in Portland
[C#m] After it caused the departments [C#] of God
To start in the bottom
And now I'm catching the flag
From these activists when they rag
And [C#m] acting like I'm the first rapper [G#] to smack a C***
It's looking me like I'm your closest pal
[C#] A postage out
The motherfuckin' spokesman now for White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just like this [C#] White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just [C#] like this White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
So to the parents of [G#] a
_ [C#m] [E] A-b-d-o-n-o [C#] _ _ _ [G#] _
_ [C#m]-a [G#]-
Sent to me to march
[C#] The steps [G#] of Congress
And for the law
[C#m] _ Replace it with a
Red [C#] advisory sticker _
_ _ Hypocrisy of hypocrisy
You, Miss Cheney
[G#m] You, [E] Pippa Moore
You, with the [G#] friars of speech
[C#] This divided state of [G#] embarrassment
Will allow me [C#m] [G#] to S*** you
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] I'm _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ just playing, America
You know I love you _ _ _ _ _
_ [F#] _ _ [Gm] _ [Bm] _ [G#] _ [A#] _ _
[C#m] _ [B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ [C#] Welcome to white America.
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ We love you.
[G#] How many people are proud to be [C#] citizens of this beautiful country of rights and the stars
for the rights of _ _ women and men who have protest for the freedom and speech of the United States
government is [G#] sworn to uphold.
I want [C#] everybody to know that we are not just a minority, we are a community.
And we're going to do it with a little bit of music.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I'm going to play you a little bit of a song that I wrote.
I never would have dreamed in a million [C#m] years, I'd see so many motherfucking [G#] people who feel
like me, [C#] who share the same views [G#] and the same exact belief.
[C#m] It's like a fucking army marching in [G#] back of me.
[C#] Too many lives.
Not [G#] so much anger [C#] aims in no particular [Fm] direction.
Just praise and praise straight through your radio [G#] waves.
It plays in [C#] place to this [E] day.
Stuck in [G#] your head for days and [Fm] days.
Who would have thought standing [G#] in this middle of the night was me?
Bleaching my [C#m] hair with some peroxide
[G#] Reaching for a t-shirt to wear
And I would catapult to the floor
From the crack like this
[C#m] How could I predict my words
[G#] And have an impact like this?
[C#] I must have struck a chord
With somebody [C] up in the office
Cause Congress keeps telling me
That [G#m] I ain't causing nothing but [C#] problems
And now they're saying
I'm in trouble with the government
I'm [E] loving it
I shoveled shit on [C#] my life
And now I'm jumping in on White America!
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America!
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America!
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America!
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
Look at these eyes
Baby [D#] blue, baby just [G#] like your stout
[C#] If they were brown
Shady blue, shady sits on the shelf
Mercedes Q, shady blue
Shady stipples would help
[C#m] Make ladies swoon, baby [G#] Ooh, baby
Look at my stats
[C#] Let's do the math
If I was [G#] black
I would've sold half
[C#] I ain't have to graduate
From Lincoln High School and all that
But I can rap
So, shh, school, I'm too cool to go back
Give me the mic
Show me where the, shh, studios at
When I was underground
[G#] No one gave a fuck I was white
[C#] No labels [G#] wanted to sign me
Almost gave up, I was light
[C#] Shit until I met Drake
[G#] The only one who looked past
[C#m] Gave me a chance
And I lit a [G#] fire up under his
[C#] Helped him get [G#m] back to the top
Every fan black that I got
Was probably his in exchange
[G#] For every white man that he's got
[C#] Like damn, we just walked
Sitting [G#] back looking [C#m] his, shh, wow
I'm like my skin is a starting [C#] work
To my benefit now
It's white America
I could be one of your [C#m] kids White America
Little Eric looks [C#] just like this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get White America
I could be one of your kids White [C#m] America
Little Eric looks just like [C#] this White America
Erica loves my shit
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
See the problem is
I speak to suburban kids
Who otherwise would've never knew
These verbs exist
Whose moms [G#] probably would've never
Gave two spurts of shit
[C#m] Till I created so much [G#] mother Shit turbulence
[C#] Straight out the tube
Writing through your living rooms
I came and kids flipped
When they knew I was produced by Dre
That's all it took
And they were instantly hooked right in
[C#m] And they connected with me too
[C#] Because I look like them
That's why I put my lyrics
Up under the microscope
Searching with a fine-tuned tone
It's like this rope
Waiting to choke
Tightening around my throat
[C#m] Watching me while I write this
[C#] Like I don't like this, no
All I hear is
Lyrics, lyrics, [G#] constant controversy
Spotters [C#] working round the clock
To try to [G#] stop my constant early journey
[Fm] Hip-hop was never a problem
In [G#] Harlem, only in Portland
[C#m] After it caused the departments [C#] of God
To start in the bottom
And now I'm catching the flag
From these activists when they rag
And [C#m] acting like I'm the first rapper [G#] to smack a C***
It's looking me like I'm your closest pal
[C#] A postage out
The motherfuckin' spokesman now for White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just like this [C#] White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
White America
I could be one of your kids [C#m] White America
Little Eric looks just [C#] like this White America
Erica loves my s***
I go to TRL
Look how many hugs I get
So to the parents of [G#] a
_ [C#m] [E] A-b-d-o-n-o [C#] _ _ _ [G#] _
_ [C#m]-a [G#]-
Sent to me to march
[C#] The steps [G#] of Congress
And for the law
[C#m] _ Replace it with a
Red [C#] advisory sticker _
_ _ Hypocrisy of hypocrisy
You, Miss Cheney
[G#m] You, [E] Pippa Moore
You, with the [G#] friars of speech
[C#] This divided state of [G#] embarrassment
Will allow me [C#m] [G#] to S*** you
_ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] I'm _ _
_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _ just playing, America
You know I love you _ _ _ _ _