Chords for Eminem - Wicked Ways (Audio)

I'm getting [Fm] by with my [Cm] wicked ways, I'm loading up and I'm taking names, I [Fm] won't let my wife [Cm] _ _ _
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I'm [D] getting by with my [Eb] wicked _ [Cm] ways, I'm loading up and I'm taking names, I [F] won't let my [Cm] wife _ _ _
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Guess I got away with words, I could [Cm] get away with murder, ever heard of Asperger's?
It's a rare condition,
It's what you're suffering from when you simply don't care, it's [Fm] dripping, 80 degree day and [Cm] there's no freaking air conditioning,
And you can't see the bitch's hair, it's frizzin', cause you got the windows up, glaring the system in your Chevrolet Prism,
The devil [Fm] ain't on a [Cm] little same as a bitch or someone who revels in straight masochism,
Then imagine him giving an act to Diven Ashwood, been so bad they should put his ass in [Fm] prison,
A word bully, a [Cm] verbally abused bird, but he did something to me personally,
Used to get bullied till I cut [Bbm] class in fifth, now I fully rap on this shit [Fm] baggage,
_ Cadillac from a [Cm] gig car, my ass from a hole in the ground, still can't tell a May part,
Came straight out the trailer park, screaming I'm proud to shop at Kmart, and it [Fm] became art,
And I'm [Cm] still fed up and as pissed off as they are to this day, I still get in fights with the [Bbm] same broad,
At the same Walmart, arguing over the [Fm] same cart, in the middle of the aisle, [Cm] while in I don't give a fuck, I don't play,
Bitches think you saw this basket first, yeah, it's backwards like motherfucking Bob and Silent [Fm] J,
Illest shit you could think [Cm] I would say, mine's like a pile of clay, when's the last time you saw a villain with a cape,
[Bbm] 50 capes and holding it, flipped out, ripped down, let it [Fm] bake hot, I'm around my neck,
[Cm] Knicked down to fire escape for the Empire State,
Strip belt straight down to the ground, splattered all over the Empire [Fm] State,
Straight to hell, got impaled [Cm] by the gates,
Saw Satan stuck his face in an ashtray, while I sashayed around playing for the Mets,
And I gave him the gas face, and [Fm] this ain't got nothing to do with [Cm] a scale,
Of being gay, little fag, give a pie the weight, thoughts are getting darker by the gate,
I'm a combination of Tyler, [Fm] Grey, Tyler the creator, and Violent J,
[Cm] It's a fucking miracle to be this lyrical, paint my face [Bbm] with clown makeup,
And a smiley face, I'm [Fm] insane, everybody my size, [Cm] some do like an ultra-violent,
Great, I'm swelling hatred by face style, all the shit you can eat, $11.99,.99 so come on and pile a [Fm] plate, I'm going down to [Cm] Gwarndy to see what hell I can raise, With a rhyme I'm spitting wild, I'm shitting on, I was [Bbm] in sin in the meantime, it's always [F] meantime, I'm [Fm] getting by with my [Cm] wicked ways, I'm _ gonna take it in aims, I [Fm] wanna take my world, [Cm] _ _ _ I wanna take my world, _ _ I'm [Fm] getting by with my [Cm] wicked _ ways, I'm _ gonna take it [C] in aims, I [Fm] wanna take my [Cm] world, _ _ I wanna take my [Bbm] world, _ _ I've been [Fm] a career asshole, I don't [Cm] see why these people always got my back, I done said so much fucked up shit, I was born a mistake, but I was put here not by accident, [Fm] I had a purpose, and that [Cm] purpose was to be the beat purplish, Slaughter tracks, I done put my two times in a nickel and a shits, Said I'm coming to get that quarterback, [Fm] Ligandama can, the drummer can build, [Cm] your mama can ask me for my autograph, The coupe is a mil, she's the oldest dick in the book, But I sure would offer that, you know [Fm] brought her back, To a rocket launch, [Cm] in a fight, when I get on the mic, I'm a snap, Make it with the ambulance that took me to the [Bbm] hospital, When I overdose with a caught up flat, If it [Fm] makes you sick, do your stomach [Cm] acid, Indigestion, my suggestions, payo peck take, If it feels like I'm running away with the game, It's cause I am, don't speculate, [Fm] spectate, All I got is [Cm] dick for days, and insults for decades, But I get by with my wicked ways, [Bbm] Lady you can suck a dick to your neck aches, Cry till [F] you get puffed, your eyes red face, [C] But I'm leaving on this jet plane, You ain't fly, you're an airhead, [F] And I'm sick of [C] pounding a square peg in a round [Gb] hole, Sorry now the catchphrase, but your baggage, [C] Ain't gonna fit in my storage overhead space, Cause it just ain't big enough to fit your [Db] damaged goods, Other words, don't try to put your heart in a head case, [Cm] These babies stay, but mentally I ain't, I need my meds, I peed my bed, I'm going blind, I don't see my legs, I [Fm] keep on falling down, no [Cm] wonder you can't stay with me, I need my gain, someone help me, I think my face is melting, [Bbm] If you felt these migraines, And see these maggots [N] eat my brain, It's G.I..A. Empty hole in my empty head, If you read my mind, you can see my pain, And you'd see why I be this way, Ever since I was knee high playing, With [C] G.I. jokes, told these hoes [Bbm] shut their T.I..E. Hoes to pee my game, [Fm] Bout it, like [Cm] a fucking fucking echo, Sex psycho on a cyclone cycle, Viral in here, I go, I'm out of control, [Fm] Like no other mic goes, [Cm] stab you till the knife goes, I'm a toll, I'm nothing but a hole inside your skull, Well yeah, [Bbm] I go, cause I'm a socket to you, Like hoe, you [Fm] don't like it, Hit on your Harley [C] Davidson, [Cm] Minstrel cycle and ride it, Like a motorbike, I'm finna blow the mic the whole night, So strike up the fucking mic, So I'm nitro, and hi-ho, Hand me my shovel, I'm live with a big [C] mile, Deeper than it's off [Bbm] the H.E. double hockey stick, Psycho, I'm [Fm] getting high, With my [Cm] wicked _ ways, I'm _ _ _ making names, [Fm] And I won't let my, [Cm] _ _ And I won't let my, _ _ _ I'm [Fm] getting by, With my [Cm] wicked _ ways, I'm loading up, And I'm taking _ names, And I [Fm] won't let my, [Ab] _ [Cm] _ _ And I won't let my, [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ Please be empty, Please be empty, Please be empty, _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ Oh, thank you God, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ Shut up, [Bb] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ [E] Man, _ _ _ _ _ Man, I'm [D] gonna rot in my house, And put a cock in my mouth, And get my [C] balls blew out, And get gay [D] until the day I am, _ And lay with 18 guys naked, And [G] let myself show, [Eb] _ Let myself [D] show, _ But fuck it, Suck it, pull it, [Bm] tuck it, Life's too short to not [Bb] stroke your bone, _ _ Everybody, _ _ _ Everybody, Circle jerk, Touch my [E] body, _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
Who is that? _ Where you going? _ _ _ _ I don't know, [Bb] _ Come back, _ _ _ Why does everyone always leave me? _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, fuck you then, _ _ _ _ _ _ Blowing out your ass,