Eminem – Renaissance (Guitar)

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[Intro] N.C. *Spitting* [Verse]
B
With balls, in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man

C#m
He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands

E
Who slices competition and just goes about his business

F#
Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig

B
Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers

C#m
Shady's danglin' a baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin'

E
And hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit

F#
Child endangerment, dark brain, arcane with it, Mark Twainin' it

B
You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart

C#m
Aimin' a bar, chamber to carve names in it

E
Start sprayin' and start ravin' on beef, starved, cravin' it

F#
You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it

B
'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it

C#m
You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit

E
Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it

F#
But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it

B
Elephantiasis of the nuts, element

C#m
Of Intelligent Hoodlum, Arrested Development

E
Cella Dwellas and Wise Intelligent, since elementary

F#
Through Hell I went, accelerant from lack of melanin

B
Failin' in school, smart aleck wit

C#m
Helped me to rebel against shit so well and vent

E
So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant

F#
Soon as I quit givin' a fuck, I started to sell a bit

B
Now let's travel inside the mind of a hater

C#m
'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers

E
"Kendrick's album was cool, but it didn't have any bangers

F#m
Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer

B
Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse

C#m
Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger

E
I didn't like the beat, so I hated Might Delete Later"

F#
You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers

B
It's what they do to the greats

C#m
Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate

E
So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face

F#m
Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral wake (Hm)