Marshall Mathers Chords by Eminem
- Key: Em
- BPM: 97
- Capo: no capo
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MARSHALL MATHERS CHORDS
[Start] [Intro] Em A7 Am7 B7 ■ ■ You know I just don't get it B7 Last year I was nobody Em7 Em This year I'm selling records A7 Now everybody wants to come around Am7 Like I owe 'em somethin' [Chorus] B7 ■ The fuck you want from me Em7 Tenmillion dollars Em7 Get the fuck outta here Em You see I'm just Marshall A7 Am7 B7 Mathers ■ I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the B7 Fuss about me Em Nobody ever gave a fuck before all they did Am7 Was doubt me B7 Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to B7 Take shots at me [Verse] Em Yo You might see me joggin' you might see me walkin' Am7 You might see me walkin' a dead Rottweiler dog B7 With its head chopped off in the park with a spiked collar Em Hollerin' at him 'cause the son of a bitch won't quit barkin' Em7 Or leanin' out a window with a cocked shotgun Am7 Drivin' up the block in the car that they shot Pac in B7 Lookin' for Big's killers dressin' ridiculous B7 Blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Em Double barrel twelvegauge bigger than Chris Wallace Am7 Pissed off 'cause Biggie and Pac just missed all this B7 Watchin' all these cheap imitations get rich off 'em E7 And get dollars that shoulda been theirs like they switched wallets Em7 And amidst all this Crist' poppin' and wristwatches A7 I just sit back and just watch and just get nauseous B7 And walk around with an empty bottle of Rémy Martin Em Startin' shit like some twentysixyearold skinny Cartman Em An antiBackstreet and Ricky Martin Am Am7 Asus4 Whose instinct's to kill *NSYNC don't get me started B7 These fuckin' brats can't sing and Britney's garbage Em What's this bitch retarded Give me back my sixteen dollars Em All I see is sissies in magazines smilin' Am7 A7 Whatever happened to wilin' out and bein' violent B7 Em Whatever happened to catchin' a good oldfashioned passionate asswhoopin' Em And gettin' your shoes coat and your hat tooken Am New Kids on the Block suck a lot of dick Am7 Boy girl groups make me sick B7 B Em And I can't wait 'til I catch all you faggots in public Em I'ma love it Em7 A7 Vanilla Ice don't like me he said some shit in Vibe to spite me Asus4 Then went and dyed his hair just like me B7 A bunch of little kids wanna swear just like me E7 And run around screamin' I don't care just bite me Em I think I was put here to annoy the world A7 And destroy your little fouryearold boy or girl B7 E7 Plus I was put here to put fear in faggots who spray Faygo Root Beer Em7 And call themselves clowns 'cause they look queer Em7 Faggy two Dope and Silent Gay A7 Am7 Claimin' Detroit when y'all live twenty miles away B7 E7 And I don't wrestle I'll knock you fuckin' faggots the fuck out E7 Aks 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out Em7 After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out A7 B7 Ducked down and got paintballs shot at they truck blaow B7 Look at y'all runnin' your mouth again E7 When you ain't seen a fuckin' mile road south of ten Em7 And I don't need help from Dtwelve to beat up two females A7 Asus4 B7 In makeup who may try to scratch me with Lee Nails B7 Slim Anus You damn right slim anus B7 I don't get fucked in mine like you two little flamin' faggots [Chorus] Em 'cause I'm just Marshall Am7 B7 Mathers I'm not a wrestler guy I'll knock you out Bm If you talk about me Em Come and see me on the streets alone if you assholes Am Doubt me B7 And if you wanna run your mouth then come take your best shot [Verse] Em At me E7 Em7 Is it because you love me that y'all expect so much of me A7 You little groupie bitch get off me go fuck Puffy B7 Now because of this blonde mop that's on top E7 Of this fucked up head that I've got I've gone pop Em7 The underground just spunned around and did a threesixty A7 Now these kids diss me and act like some big sissies B7 Oh he just did some shit with Missy E7 So now he thinks he's too big to do some shit with MC GetBizzy Em7 My fuckin' bitch mom's suin' for tenmillion A7 She must want a dollar for every pill I've been stealin' Am Shit where the fuck you think I picked up the habit E7 All I had to do was go in her room and lift up her mattress Em7 Which is it bitch: Mrs Briggs or Ms Mathers A7 Am7 B7 It doesn't matter ■ faggot B7 Talkin' about I fabricated my past Em He's just aggravated I won't ejaculate in his ass Em So tell me what the hell is a fella to do Am For every million I make another relative sues B7 Family fightin' and fussin' over who wants to invite me to supper B7 All of a sudden I got ninetysome cousins B7 A halfbrother and sister who never seen me A7 Or even bothered to call me until they saw me on TV B7 Now everybody's so happy and proud B Em I'm finally allowed to step foot in my girlfriend's house Em And then to top it off I walked to the newsstand A7 To buy this cheapass little magazine with a food stamp B7 Skipped to the last page flipped right fast E7 A7 And what do I see A picture of my big white ass E7 Em Am Okay let me give you motherfuckers some help uh here Am Xxl XXL B7 Now your magazine shouldn't have so much trouble to sell Em Aw fuck it I'll even buy a couple myself [Chorus] Em7 'cause I'm just Marshall A7 Am B7 Bm Mathers I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the Bm Fuss about me Em Nobody ever gave a fuck before all they did A7 Was doubt me Am B7 Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to Em Take shots at me Em Because I'm just Marshall Am B7 Mathers I'm just a regular guy I don't know why all the Em Fuss about me Em Nobody ever gave a fuck before all they did Am7 Am Was doubt me B7 Now everybody wanna run they mouth and try to Em Take shots at me [Outro] Am7 B7 Em Am7 B7 E7 ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End]