Eminem – Kings Never Die (Guitar)

Em
   Here to stay

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Even when I'm gone

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When I close my eyes

            Am
Through the passage of time

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Kings never die

Em
   I can hear the drummer drummin'

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And the trumpets, someone's tryna summon someone, I know somethin's comin'

                              D
But I'm runnin' from it to be standing' at the summit

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And plummet, how come it wasn't what I thought it was, was it  too good to be true?

                                              Em
Have nothing, get it all but too much of it then lose it again

                                                           C
Did I swallow hallucinogens, 'cause if not, where the hell did it go?

                                                           D
'Cause here I sit in Lucifer's den by the dutch oven just choosin' to sin

                                                          Am
Even if it means I'm sellin' my soul, just to be the undisputed again, do whatever I gotta do just to win

                                Em
'Cause I got this motherfuckin' cloud over my head

                           C
Crown around it, thorns on it, cracks in it, bet you morons didn't think I'd be back, did ya?

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How 'bout that I'm somehow now back to the underdog

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But no matter how loud that I bark, this sport is somethin' I never bow-wow'd at

Em
  I complain about the game, I shout and I pout, it's a love-hate

      C
But I found out that I can move a mountain of doubt

                          D
Even when you bitches are countin' me out, and I appear to be down for the count

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Only time I ever been out and about is drivin' around town with my fuckin' whereabouts in a doubt

      Em
'Cause  I been lost tryna think of what I did to get here but I'm not a quitter

      C
Gotta get up, give it all I got or give up

                                       D
Spit on, shit on, stepped on, but kept goin', I'm tryna be headstrong

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But it feels like I slept on my neck wrong 'cause you're moving onto the next, but is the respect gone?

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'Cause someone told me that...

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(Kings never die)

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Don't give me that sob story liar, don't preach to the choir

                            Em
You ain't never even had to reach in the fire to dig deep

                                        C      N.C.
Nobody ever handed me shit in life, not even a flyer

                                              D
Wouldn't even take shit into consideration, obliterate anyone in the way

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I think I see why a lot of rappers get on these features

                                                                 Em
And try to show out on a track with me but it'd actually have to be a fuckin' blow-out to get me to retire

                             C
Tell these new artists that kings never die

                C
I know shit has changed in this age, fuck a Twitter page

                     D      N.C.
Did it just say I've been upstaged? Why am I online? It's drivin' me crazy

           Am
I'm ridin' shotgun tryna get a gauge on what's hot, but I'm not one to conform

       Em
But as days pass in this shit and opinions sway, I can hear them say

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If I stay passionate maybe I can stage a miraculous

                 D
Comeback as if I went away but detractors just say (so much) for the Renegade

          Am
Someone's gonna make me blow my composure

                                    Em
Here I go again, center stage and I feel like I'm in a cage

                                                       C
(They so want a champion to fall, It's no wonder why I laugh at 'em 'cause why can't we win 'em all?)

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So fuck what these cynics say

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(It just goes ta show that when my back's against the wall

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And I'm under attack again, that I'll act as if I'm posted ta)

                              Em
With this pent-up rage, 'cause all these plaques that's in my office on the floor, stacked against the door

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Are they just metaphors for the odds of me comin' back again?

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'Cause all the accomplishments, accolades, awards, and trophies just don't mean jack anymore

                  Am
If I'm here today and gone tomorrow

        Em
And I'm not gonna be...

Em
   Here to stay

C
Even when I'm gone

 D
When I close my eyes

            Am
Through the passage of time

  Em
I want it, I'm comin' to get it (Kings never die)

                            Em
So you son of bitches don't duck. You're gonna get Riddick Bowe'd

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Critics'll end up in critical, think your shit is dope, all you're gonna get is smoked

   D
And I ain't stoppin' 'till I'm on top again, all alone and on a throne

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Like a token of respect, or a homage poem, or an ode I've been owed

       Em
Tossed in the air by my own arm, and launched so hard it broke my collarbone

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(And when it's my time to go, I'm still not leaving)

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  Stop for no one, I don't know but I've been told an obstacle

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That blocks your road, knock it over, time to go for that pot of gold

  Em
('Cause they say kings never die. Just ask Jam Master Jay

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They just grow wings and they fly, so hands up, reach for the sky

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  Try to hold up and prolong these moments

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'Cause in a blink of an eye, they'll be over)

          Em
So you're tryna secure your legacy like Shakur and ensure

                       C
Nobody's ever gonna be what you were. So before you're leavin' this Earth

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You want people to feel the fury of a pure evil cerebral, berserk

                                    Am
Deacon of words, syllable genius at work

                               Am
Plus I'm thinkin' that they're mistakin' my kindness for weakness, kill 'em with meanness

  Em
I went from powdered milk and Farina to flippin' burgers on the grill for some peanuts

             C
At Gilbert's to arenas, call me Gilbert Arenas, still appeal to the dreamers

                 D
I made it to the silverscreen, but Rocky's still what the theme is

                                                    Am
Khalil on the beat 'cause makin' the beat ain't the same

                             Am                                            N.C.
Feelin' to me as killin' the beat is so fulfillin' to me is what fillin' a seat is

Em
  It's that "sound, bombin'", thirstin' howl common underground diamond D

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Outsidaz stomach growl, throbbin' hunger

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I swear that I won't let you down

         Am
I'ma be around forever, and-a-day even in the ground

                                    Em
You ain't never ever gonna hear 'em say I ain't...

Em
   Here to stay

C
Even when I'm gone

 D
When I close my eyes

            Am
Through the passage of time

            Em  C  Em  C
Kings never die

Em
Kings never die