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Rap God Chords by Eminem

  • Key: Gm
  • BPM: 74
  • Capo: no capo

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RAP GOD CHORDS

[Start]

[Intro]
N.C.                                                         
Look I was gonna go easy on you and not to hurt your feelings
N.C.                                     
But I'm only going to get this one chance
                  Gm              
Something's wrong   I can feel it


[Chorus]
       Gm                                                                     
Just a feeling I've got like something's about to happen but I don't know what
                                    Gm                          
If that means what I think it means we're in trouble big trouble
                               Gm                            
And if he is as bananas as you say I'm not taking any chances
             Gm                     
You are just what the doctor ordered


[Verse]
    Gm                                      
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God Rap God
G7                                                   
All my people from the front to the back nod back nod
G7                                                            
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box slap box
     Gm                                       
They said I rap like a robot so call me Rapbot
                         Gm                          
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
      Gm                        
I got a laptop in my back pocket
Gm                                 
My pen'll go off when I halfcock it
    Gm                             
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
     Gm                           
Made a livin' and a killin' off it
                Gm                         
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
            Gm                             
With Monica Lewinsky feelin' on his nutsack
    Gm                   
I'm an MC still as honest
                Gm                                       
But as rude and indecent as all hell syllables killaholic
              Gm                   
This flippity dippityhippity hiphop
Gm                                                                    
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match with this rappidy brat
Gm                                                                       
Packin' a MAC in the back of the Ac' backpack rap crap yapyap yackityyack
    Gm                                                                                     
And at the exact same time I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicin' that
           G7                                    
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
         D7                                              
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Gm                                                                  
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
Gm                                                                  
How could I not blow All I do is drop Fbombs feel my wrath of attack
Gm                                                     
Rappers are having a rough time period here's a Maxipad
              Gm              
It's actually disastrously bad
        Gm                                                      
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpièce
       Gm                                          
'cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God Rap God
Gm                                                   
All my people from the front to the back nod back nod
Gm                                                            
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box slap box
       G7                                                      
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard that hard
G7                                                                      
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap immortality like I have got
        Gm                                                             
Well to be truthful the blueprint's simply rage and youthful exuberance
                Gm                    
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
                                                                  Gm   
Hit the Earth like an asteroid did nothin' but shoot for the moon since
Gm                                      
Mc's get taken to school with this music
                     Gm                      
'cause I use it as a vehicle to bus the rhyme
                 D7                     
Now I lead a new school full of students
       Gm                
Me I'm a product of Rakim
                         Gm                                                 
Lakim Shabazz twoPac NWA Cube hey Doc Ren Yella Eazy thank you they got Slim
         Gm                                                    
Inspired enough to one day grow up blow up and be in a position
        Gm                                                                     
To meet RunDMC and induct them into the motherfuckin' Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame


[Chorus]
            Gm                                                
Even though I walk in the church and burst in a ball of flames
             Gm                                                            
Only hall of fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame on the wall of
Gm                                                          
You fags think it's all a game 'til I walk a flock of flames
      Gm                                                 
Off a plank and tell me what in the fuck are you thinkin'


[Verse]
Gm                    
Little gay lookin' boy
             Eb7                                           
So gay I can barely say it with a straight face lookin' boy
Eb7                       
You witnessin' a massoccur
                                                           Gm 
Like you're watchin' a church gathering take place lookin' boy
   Gm                                                
Oy vey that boy's gay that's all they say lookin' boy
Gm                                 
You get a thumbs up pat on the back
      Gm                                           
And a Waytogo from your label every day lookin' boy
Gm                                      
Hey lookin' boy what you say lookin' boy
Gm                                    
I get a Hell yeah from Dre lookin' boy
Gm                             
I'ma work for everything I have
      Gm                                                 
Never asked nobody for shit get outta my face lookin' boy
Gm                                         
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
Gm                                          
Of keepin' up with the same pace lookin' boy
C7                                                 
'cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God Rap God
G7                                                   
All my people from the front to the back nod back nod
    G7                                                   
The way I'm racin' around the track call me NASCAR NASCAR
G7                                                    
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park the White Trash God
             D7                                                
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton no Asgard Asgard
   Gm                                                    
So you be Thor and I'll be Odin you rodent I'm omnipotent
                                                            Gm    
Let off then I'm reloadin' immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
             Gm          
And I should not be woken
                                    Gm                            
I'm the walkin' dead but I'm just a talkin' head a zombie floatin'
                   Gm           
But I got your mom deepthroatin'
                                                  Gm    
I'm out my ramen noodle we have nothin' in common poodle
                                                        Gm   
I'm a Doberman pinch yourself in the arm and pay homage pupil
     Gm                    
It's me my honesty's brutal
         Gm                                                 
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize what I do though
            Gm                   
For good at least once in a while
   Gm                                                                       
So I wanna make sure somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle


[Chorus]
Gm                                                                       
Enough rhymes to maybe to try to help get some people through tough times
Gm                                                                     
But I gotta keep a few punchlines just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Gm                                                  
Rappers are hungry lookin' at me like it's lunchtime
                        Gm          
I know there was a time where once I
                                                                    Gm         
Was king of the underground but I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
   Gm                                            
So I crunch rhymes but sometimes when you combine
Gm                                
Appeal with the skin color of mine
                                          Gm
You get too big and here they come tryin' to
                                                                     Gm 
Censor you like that one line I said on I'm Back from the Mathers LP One
       Gm                                              
When I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
    Gm                                                               
Put 'em all in a line add an AKminus fortyseven a revolver and a nine
                                                               G7 
See if I get away with it now that I ain't as big as I was but I'm


[Verse]
G7                                                 
Morphin' into an immortal comin' through the portal
       G7                                                    
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand and four though
                               G7                
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
                                          G7      
You're pointless as Rapunzel with fuckin' cornrows
D7                                
You write normal Fuck being normal
                        Gm                    
And I just bought a new raygun from the future
     Gm                                                    
Just to come and shoot ya like when Fabolous made Ray J mad
Gm                                                      
'cause Fab said he looked like a fag at Mayweather's pad
Gm                                    
Singin' to a man while he played piano
       Gm                                                          
Man oh man that was a twentyfour/seven special on the cable channel
Gm                                                           
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
        Gm           
Hey Fab I'ma kill you
Gm                                      
Lyrics coming at you at supersonic speed
   Gm                                          
Uh sama lama duma lama you assumin' I'm a human
                                             Gm        
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
                        Gm       
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
                 Gm                                                    
So that anything you say is ricochetin' off of me and it'll glue to you
Gm                                          
I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating
                                                         Gm        
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feelin' like it's levitating
                        Gm                                 
Never fading and I know that the haters are forever waiting
                                                    Gm         
For the day that they can say I fell off they'll be celebrating
                             Gm           
'cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
       Gm                                     
I make elevating music you make elevator music
        Gm            
Oh he's too mainstream
     Gm                                                       
Well that's what they do when they get jealous they confuse it
         Gm                                                   
It's not hiphop it's pop 'cause I found a hella way to fuse it
G7                          
With rock shock rap with Doc
G7                                         
Throw on Lose Yourself and make 'em lose it
Gm                                      
I don't know how to make songs like that
             Gm               
I don't know what words to use
Gm                               
Let me know when it occurs to you
          Gm                                            
While I'm rippin' any one of these verses diverse as you
     Gm                                    
It's curtains I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
Gm                               
How many verses I gotta murder to
                                                                             Gm
Prove that if you were half as nice your songs you can sacrifice virgins too Uh
       Gm                 
School flunkie pill junkie
                G7                           
But look at the accolades the skills brung me
                         G7    
Full of myself but still hungry
Gm                                                      
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
    G7    Gm                                                   
And I'm a million leagues above you ill when I speak in tongues
Gm                                     
But it's still tongue in cheek fuck you
                            Gm                                        
I'm drunk so Satan take the fucking wheel I'm asleep in the front seat
                        Gm                         
Bumping Heavy D and the Boys still chunky but funky
                                 Gm                               
But in my head there's something I can feel tugging and struggling
                         Gm                               
Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me


[Chorus]
                     Gm                             
They're askin' me to eliminate some of the womenhate
Gm                                                         
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I have
     Gm                                                               
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
                   Gm            
And understand the discrimination
                                      Gm                
But fuck it life's handing you lemons make lemonade then
         G7                                                Gm                      
But if I can't batter the women how the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then
      Gm             
Don't mistake him for
             Gm                                        
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
                              Gm   
And take a vacation to trip a broad
             Gm                  
And make her fall on her face and
                       Gm            
Don't be a retard be a king Think not
                                Gm 
Why be a king when you can be a God


[End]
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