Chords for Eminem - Believe [Lyrics]

[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ And I started from the bottom like a snowman
Ground up like round choppers
Still put hands on you, staying ground up
That's how I spend time, talk of free confidence
High, degrees when I pen rhymes
[D#] I just got that air about me, [C#m] like moonshine
Another [G#m] day in the life, used to have to [C#m] scrape to get by
Now my [D#m] community's gated and I made it in my [C#m] neighborhood
Say hi, I'm giving them pounds
I'm upscale now, guess it means I'm [B] way in the sky
[C#] But I still remember the days [G#m] up
Minimum wage for [C#m] general labor
Welfare [G#m] recipients as a minor
Look how government [C#m] assistance is major
Adversity, if that first shit don't succeed
Put your temper to [G#m] more use
Cause being broke's a [C#m] poor excuse
That should only give you more fuel
Show them why you're you, so close
Got it like I [G#m] almost got it
[C#m] But close only counts in time bombs and horseshoes
So why tuna bomb shit?
No remorse, screw it, I'm lit
And that attitude, I [C#] blew up on quick
That's why they call me firecracker
I [G#] grew up on wick, but [E] it's short fuse
[G#m] [D#] I got some important news to [C#m] report to
[G#] Anyone who thought I was done, nah bitch [E] not
White spot, lights back on
[B] Cop my fate, where's yours?
You [C#m] still believe _ in me?
_ [A] Didn't I give everything I had to [F#m] give you to make you [F#] see?
I'll [A] never forget it
If you turn your back on me now and walk out
I will [B] never let you live in doubt
You [C#m] still believe _ in me?
_ Man I know sometimes
[G#] These thoughts can [C#m] be harsh and cold as ice
To me they're just [D#] inkblots
I just fling them [C#] like slingshots and so precise
So you might wanna think [G#m] it over twice
[C#m] Or you retards can roll the dice
But beef will at least cost you [D#] your career
Cause even my cheap shots are [C#m] overpriced
Put this middle fingers, breathe the bird
New foreheaded bird
Hugest forehead on earth
Too short with a burst
Studied his formula
Learned how to incorporate a curse
[C#] Point it towards corporate America
Stick a [G#] fork in it, turn cause four letter [C#m] words are more
Better herd the world force
Better turn to me, you're getting yours?
But sometimes I overdo it
But I just get [D#] so into it
I was [C#m] there consoling you when no one knew it
When your situation showed [G#] no improvement
I [C#m] was that door you walked over to it
I'm the light at the end of [G#m] the tunnel
So people are always looking to me as they're [C#] going through it
When that [G#m] tunnel vision is unclear
Shit [C#m] becomes too much to bear
Since [D#] cleaning out my closet
[E] When I was having [C#m] trouble with the snare
I'm that [G#] unrealistic prayer
Answered and [E] I'ma get you jacked
Like you're [B] trying to fix a flat
When you [C#m] struggle with despair
That [D#] double fisted bare [C#m] knuckles
Coupled with despair
Nuts I'm covering
I am your [B] fucking switch
Nothing can compare
You [C#m] still believe?
_ _ _ In me?
[A] Didn't I give everything I had to [F#m] give you to make you [F#] see?
I'll never [A] forget if you turn your back on me now
And walk [B] out I will never let you live it down
You [C#m] still believe?
_ In me? _ _ _
Starting from the bottom like a snowman
Put that in your corn top pipe and smoke that
When my battery's low
I'ma need a piece in my bag
And I know that I always got you in my bag
I called you poop because I need for a fag
My taste on the whole
Only I'm calling on [F#] you
Cause I think I'm slowly [G#m] starting to lose faith in it
So give me that [C#m] different and more
Innovation to go
Bruce Shane with the flow
Fake fans led to two fakes for this show
Let heartbeats loop, produce hate in my soul
Laying vocals two days in a row
True statement, hate to go down this road
But there's only one route to cross this bridge
So I walk in this bitch with boot chains
Cause all my dudes pay but this boost taker's told
But it's never too late to start a new beginning
That goes for you too
So what the fuck you gonna do?
Use the tools you're given?
Or you gonna use the cards you dealt?
It's an excuse for you to not [C#] do shit with them
[B] I used to play the loser victim
[C#m] Till I saw the way poof was driven
I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet
And when they stack decks
Turn handicaps into assets
Sandy packs our glasses
If John Woods on my side
I still have none to waste
Man in my younger days
That dream was so much fun to chase
It's like I've got one in place
While the shit tangled in front of my face
But how do you keep up the pace
When the hunger pangs once you've [A] won the race?
When that fuel exhaust is cooling off
Cause you don't got nothing left to [B] prove it off
Cause you done already hit him with the coup de grace
Still [C#m] can't feel the need
To go through till that Bruce Willis
That proves still that true skill
When that feels loose I won't lose will
Do you still believe?
[D#] _ [E] _ [F#] _ _ [C#m] _ [D#] _ [A] _ [D#] _
[A] _ [F#m] _ [A] _ _ _ [B] _ [C#m] _ _