Eminem – Must Be The Ganja (Guitar)

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Song: Must Be The Ganja Artist: Eminem Album: Relapse (2009) [Intro]
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   Yeah, oh, yeah, yeah, oh
I feel like dancing, I feel like dancing
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I smell something in the air that's making me (high)

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I said, I smell something in the air that's making me high
[Verse 1]
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Okay, here we go, do-re-mi-fa-so, fa-so-la-ti-da-so

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   Lyrical Roscoe, kick back the Tabasco

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You motherfuckers must just not know the tick-tock, so

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Time to show you the most kick-ass flow in the cosmos

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   Picasso with a pick-axe, a sick asshole

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Tic-tac-toe 'cross your six-pack with X-ACTO

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   Knives, stranglin' wives with thick lasso

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Big bags of the grass, Zig-Zags, I'm with the Doc, so

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   You know how that go, skull and the crossbones

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This is poison to boys and girls who do not know

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You do not wanna try this at home, my lil' vato

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This is neither the time nor the place to get macho

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    So crack a six-pack, sit back with some nachos

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Maybe some popcorn and watch the show and just rock slow

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   It's not what you expected, nor what you thought, so

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'Bout time that you wake the fuck up, smell the pot smoke
[Chorus]
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It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana

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That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

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Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

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Whatever's got into me, I don't mind

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I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana

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That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

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Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

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Whatever's got into me, I don't mind
[Verse 2]
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Your dreams are gettin' fulfilled, ooh, I'm literally gettin' a chill

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Spittin' at will, me and Dre have just finished splittin' a pill

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   You're submittin' to skill, sittin' still

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I'm admittin' I'm beginnin' to feel like I don't think anyone's real

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   Faced with a dilemma, I can be Dalai Lama

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And be calm or bring drama, a step beyond a Jeffrey Dahmer

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   Please don't upset me, mama, you're lookin' sexy, mama

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   Don't know if it's the lala or the rum and Pepsi, mama

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   Don't wanna end up inside my refrigerator freezer

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   Be used as extra topping the next time I make a pizza

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   How many people you know who can name every serial

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Killer who ever existed in a row?

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Put 'em in chronological order, beginnin' with Jack the Ripper

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Name the time and place from the body, the bag, the zipper

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Location of the woods, where the body was dragged and then dumped

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The trunk that they were stuffed in, the model, the make, the plate

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And which model, which lake they found her in, how they attacked the victim

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Say which murder weapon was used to do what in which one

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   Which knife and which gun, what kid, what wife, and which nun

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Don't stop, I like this, it's fun, the fuckin' night's just begun
[Chorus]
               Fm
It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana

                   Fm
That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

               Fm
Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

               Fm
Whatever's got into me, I don't mind

                Fm
I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana

                   Fm
That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

               Fm
Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

               Fm
Whatever's got into me, I don't mind
[Verse 3]
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When I'm behind the mic, dynamite's what it's kinda like

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   You're stuck with the same stick that you're tryna light

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Behind the board sits Dre, legends are made this way

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Isn't it safe to say this is the way it should be?

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Maybe you need some lyric syrup serum for your symptoms

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Here's a dosage of the antidote, now you give him some

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He can give her some, she can give them some

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Get behind a LinnDrum, make up a beat and cure the sucker syndrome

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   The spinnin' drum when it comes to lyrics and pennin' some

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   Startin' from scratch and then endin' up at the ending of

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Capable of winnin' a Pulitzer, so unbelievable, it's a

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Titanium cranium that's full of surprises
When the smoke rises right before your very own eyes
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You stare into your stereos (high)

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Good evening, this isn't even a weed thing

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I ain't even smoke anything, I ain't even drinking
[Chorus]
               Fm
It must be the ganja, it's the marijuana

                   Fm
That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

               Fm
Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

               Fm
Whatever's got into me, I don't mind

                Fm
I said it's the ganja, it's the marijuana

                   Fm
That's creeping up on me, why I'm so high

               Fm
Maybe it's the Henny that has gotten in me

               Fm
Whatever's got into me, I don't mind
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