Marshall Mathers Chords by Eminem

[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
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[End]