Chords for Eminem - Despicable (Freestyle) [HQ] w/ Lyrics

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Em

E

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F#

C

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Eminem - Despicable (Freestyle) [HQ] w/ Lyrics chords
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[C]
[B] [Am] [Bm] [Em] I come around like what goes around What goes up must come down
Anyone who comes up must go down Might as well go for the gusto now
Better not let up, [E] better not let them breathe Last shot, give it all you got
Try to turn me down, bitch, get fucked with a volume knob
Fuck all you snobs, hoes, I hope all you rot Two pounds [B] of Lupran, turn me to box of condoms
Is that all you brought?
And you want a [Em] Menage a trois or twice?
Fuck that, I'd rather turn this club to a bar and bra
Get rowdy as Rottweiler's burger in a bathroom stall
Like a leaf stuck in a vacuum, yo, there ain't nothin' [E] but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on
in rap Yeah, but I'm home
Stand to the bone, back in the zone, let him alone
You don't wanna go eggin' and moan It'll never be my chair that you own
Ground so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain
No oxygen, other words, there's no air to the throne
When I dive, little hip hop, kids cockin' a shit, bitch, that's hot
Got a zip locked in a bag, you fags ain't been able to fade me
Since Kid [Em] Rock had a high top Keep bloggin' while I mind-bog on the night
zone Like I'm in the Twilight Zone, get off my
bone This is my mic, dog, on it I like hoggin'
it Flow so wet, I'ma take this beat to Bargain
Inn I'm [E] waterloggin' it, I'm soggin' it
Pull your verse off the beat and stomp on [Em] it
Suplex in it, all cement Like I'm on some straight-out-of-conference
shit Take this dick and chomp on it
I'm so bad I can bitch slap her back and a compliment
Jackass eat a donkey dick The game I just about conquered it
Like Donkey Kong, I'm bonkers, bitch I'm the king of this honky shit
I reign supreme in [E] this honky shit No sense screamin' and arguin'
Makes no difference whether I bend or bend knee
[F#] Or a beam is the car you in You think you ball?
Well, I palm it I throw up bars when I bum it
Or I throw down in the kitchen Might hit your mom with my omelet
But you got egg on your face Now watch me drop an atomic
I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze
Bitch, I'm as batshit as Ozzy It's obvious, you can tell right off the bat
No pun intended, but [F#m] comin' in closer I'll bite off your head
[F#] Tryin' to get me the fingers, kinda like givin' a spider the web
I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage
I'll catch you [A] flyin' that bitch
You think you fly, you just food I give as much of a flying fuck as that Superman
do Guess I just do what you can't do
I make you look stupid and bamboozled Confused as usual and you can get whipped
She can open a can too But you better hope you can handle the heat
Or stay the fuck out of Hell's kitchen I came to cock, block, like a square
Forkin' male chicken, yeah It's Eddie Slut, the rest can suck
On that big one, cause I'm as despicable As Daffy Duck when I'm spittin'
Ha, recovery
[N]
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Em
121
E
2311
B
12341112
F#
134211112
C
3211
Em
121
E
2311
B
12341112
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_ [B] _ _ [Am] _ _ [Bm] _ [Em] I come around like what goes around What goes up must come down
Anyone who comes up must go down Might as well go for the gusto now
Better not let up, [E] better not let them breathe Last shot, give it all you got
Try to turn me down, bitch, get fucked with a volume knob
Fuck all you snobs, hoes, I hope all you rot Two pounds [B] of Lupran, turn me to box of condoms
Is that all you brought?
And you want a [Em] Menage a trois or twice?
Fuck that, I'd rather turn this club to a bar and bra
Get rowdy as Rottweiler's burger in a bathroom stall
Like a leaf stuck in a vacuum, yo, there ain't nothin' [E] but a whole lot of suckin' goin' on
in rap Yeah, but I'm home
Stand to the bone, back in the zone, let him alone
You don't wanna go eggin' and moan It'll never be my chair that you own
Ground so tight that it cuts off circulation to the brain
No oxygen, other words, there's no air to the throne
When I dive, little hip hop, kids cockin' a shit, bitch, that's hot
Got a zip locked in a bag, you fags ain't been able to fade me
Since Kid [Em] Rock had a high top Keep bloggin' while I mind-bog on the night
zone Like I'm in the Twilight Zone, get off my
bone This is my mic, dog, on it I like hoggin'
it Flow so wet, I'ma take this beat to Bargain
Inn I'm [E] waterloggin' it, I'm soggin' it
Pull your verse off the beat and stomp on [Em] it
Suplex in it, all cement Like I'm on some straight-out-of-conference
shit Take this dick and chomp on it
I'm so bad I can bitch slap her back and a compliment
Jackass eat a donkey dick The game I just about conquered it
Like Donkey Kong, I'm bonkers, bitch I'm the king of this honky shit
I reign supreme in [E] this honky shit No sense screamin' and arguin'
Makes no difference whether I bend or bend knee
[F#] Or a beam is the car you in You think you ball?
Well, I palm it I throw up bars when I bum it
Or I throw down in the kitchen Might hit your mom with my omelet
But you got egg on your face Now watch me drop an atomic
I should be strapped to the chest of a kamikaze
Bitch, I'm as batshit as Ozzy It's obvious, you can tell right off the bat
No pun intended, but [F#m] comin' in closer I'll bite off your head
[F#] Tryin' to get me the fingers, kinda like givin' a spider the web
I'm just gonna spin it and try to use it to my advantage
I'll catch you [A] flyin' that bitch
You think you fly, you just food I give as much of a flying fuck as that Superman
do Guess I just do what you can't do
I make you look stupid and bamboozled Confused as usual and you can get whipped
She can open a can too But you better hope you can handle the heat
Or stay the fuck out of Hell's kitchen I came to cock, block, like a square
Forkin' male chicken, yeah It's Eddie Slut, the rest can suck
On that big one, cause I'm as despicable As Daffy Duck when I'm spittin'
Ha, recovery
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