Chords for Eminem - Don't Front Ft Buckshot (FULL SONG)(MMLP2)(COD BONUS)

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[A] [G]
[A]
[Em] [A]
[E]
I'm [A] like the Goberman Pinch, a fool [Em] in the rottenness, when the toxic plot begins to
thicken up, begin to [A] spit like spinach pot, demonic, [G] sinister, [E] ever since the doc replenished
me [Em] the day he gave me that [A] shot when I was just about to kill the Nazi Henry, [Em] he would
be a shocking enemy, and I'm the [A] definition of what a concrete genius, cause no matter
how [G] many times you sock [Em] me in it, and knock me to the canvas, even the [A] boxing critics
know that if I get off to a [B] rocky start, I'll always have a rocky finish, eat me broccoli
spinach, [A] cocky, nope, but I hope I finish, [Em] you wanna talk to hot dope, I emit [A] this and
put emphasis on the dope, so when names come up in that conversation of who's the dopest,
better throw mine in it, and don't mind me, [G#] while I remind you of the flow you won't find
[Em] anywhere when it fires, and I unload my pen, explode till there's no rhymes in it, [A] reloading
no time, letting hopes fly, every 60 seconds [E] they go by, so you know I mean it, [A] in school
I was so shy, tenet, two [G] pairs of jeans I'd [A] alternate, bummy clothes I'd mimic, begging
my mom for Kmart, [F#m] Rick Records cause those were new, say it ain't such a [G] paw, those [E] ponies
are used, and no size fit, [A] but kiss them old days out of your side, they said I was a gimmick,
now I'm the one that those guys mimic, now you fuckers don't wanna go start, and no argument,
cause you know I [Em] win it, name a flow that's more authentic, and don't front,
[A]
[G] [E] [G]
[A] [E]
[G] you know I [A] got your open word, don't front, [G] you know [E] I got your open jaw, don't front,
you know I got [A] your open jaw, don't front, [Gm] you know I [E] got your open jaw,
then why you [A] frontin', you know I got your open jaw, rest in peace to Big [Em] Koop, you was the
beast, you lyrically mirrored me, [E] molded my flow off of [A] you, your spirit's flowing through me,
I [Em] love you Doody, without you I feel so incomplete, I'm no king, no need for
[A] laddles to be thrown at my feet, I'm a throne [Em] in your side, get thrown into a throne,
better watch the fucking tone with you [A] speak, feel like I'm in a zone, I'm in a whole different
league, I'm [E] a motherfucking onus, just me, no opponents [A] can compete, and I've never been
known to retreat, from [Em] beef, be beat, follow trends, I'll wallow in defeat, I'm still hungry
as fuck, [A] but can't even say bon appetit, cause I don't [G] know what to [Em] eat, fucking microphone or
the beat, bitch, nobody's [A] mind works like mine, it's nose into the grindstone, [Em] time holds,
your mind's grown, cause I rhyme, the guns still tryna [A] get signed, up in the ebony show,
case with [Em] the nine, screaming, who the fuck passed you the mic, never asked you to like [A] my shit,
from the get, I'd rather ask [G] you to [A] wipe my ass, bitch, you had you a nice run, now take a hike,
I ever meet my match, [Em] I'ma strike that bitch first, cause on the [E] mic, I gotta represent [A] the
real rappers, the real rappers get [C#] the motherfucking [E] skills cracking, word to buckshot and too [A] high,
why the fuck not, if you don't like it, suck cock, almost [Em] forgot, before I signed with the doc,
I almost signed with Ducktown, this Marcus [A] didn't make no office, the [Em] motherfuck loud,
they jerk me around, [B] so what's up now, [A] wow, how much of an asshole would I [G] sound,
like [E] rubbing an innie, holding some grudge now, but don't [A]
front, you [Gm] know I [E] got your hope,
don't front, [G] you know I got your [A] hope, don't front, you know I got your [E] hope,
you know [Gm] I [A] got your hope, don't front, [G] you know [E] you know,
[A]
[Gm] [E] [A]
late at night, used to catch at bars, couldn't [E] write, now I write,
a type of [G] shit to make [A] you write, or wear diapers, cause you might leave the [Em] street,
I'm on a spree, once your whiteness good and [A] white, it's hard to decide,
Or [A] what's over, I might jump in the night
Cause I'm hyper [G] or something, [Em] need someone or something
It's lighting a fire under me, it's breathing new light
Looks like I [A] already died once
I [E] guess some people only live twice, and it's funny
My [A] days of being broke were so long ago
I lost [Em] all concept of money
But you dimes won't get a fucking nickel from me
Oh [F#m] shit, I'm down on one knee
I'm having a stroke of [Em] genius
Elizabeth, I'm coming to you, honey
I'm from Florida, man
And still make a hormone like a [E] thyroid gland
I'm in another [A] category, man
Don't group me up with them pop stars
[Em] I never needed a pad on the back to get at a boy
Paying?
[A] No offense, that's offense
[C#] Precedence [E] is set, it'll never get met
Little [A] finger pressed against Moby's nose
Shout to Obie, the curtains closed on my show
But never forget that I'm the one [B] you're going to [A] hate
You can't take it, oh!
[Em] Got a whole generation of rappers coming up
That are nerdy with the flow
But convince me you've heard
An [A] NC sense me who's this group with a fucking mincing [Em] of words
Without mincing words
That'll make you feel like I'm pinching a [A] nerve
Who's mentally disturbed
You might as well stick a knife in me and turn
It'll be like my skin being Indian burned
[B] [A] Ah, bitch, there isn't one
Where will you [G] learn?
[E] Never been served if memory serves
I'll paddle that till my [A] own recollection remembers these words
[G] You know I [E] got you open, can't you stop?
[Gm] You know [A] I got you open
[G#] All night
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[A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _
I'm [A] like the Goberman Pinch, a fool [Em] in the rottenness, when the toxic plot begins to
thicken up, begin to [A] spit like spinach pot, demonic, [G] sinister, [E] ever since the doc replenished
me [Em] the day he gave me that [A] shot when I was just about to kill the Nazi Henry, [Em] he would
be a shocking enemy, and I'm the [A] definition of what a concrete genius, cause no matter
how [G] many times you sock [Em] me in it, and knock me to the canvas, even the [A] boxing critics
know that if I get off to a [B] rocky start, I'll always have a rocky finish, eat me broccoli
spinach, [A] cocky, nope, but I hope I finish, [Em] you wanna talk to hot dope, I emit [A] this and
put emphasis on the dope, so when names come up in that conversation of who's the dopest,
better throw mine in it, and don't mind me, [G#] while I remind you of the flow you won't find
[Em] anywhere when it fires, and I unload my pen, explode till there's no rhymes in it, [A] reloading
no time, letting hopes fly, every 60 seconds [E] they go by, so you know I mean it, [A] in school
I was so shy, tenet, two [G] pairs of jeans I'd [A] alternate, bummy clothes I'd mimic, begging
my mom for Kmart, [F#m] Rick Records cause those were new, say it ain't such a [G] paw, those [E] ponies
are used, and no size fit, [A] but kiss them old days out of your side, they said I was a gimmick,
now I'm the one that those guys mimic, now you fuckers don't wanna go start, and no argument,
cause you know I [Em] win it, name a flow that's more authentic, and don't front,
[A] _ _ _
_ [G] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[G] you know I [A] got your open word, don't front, [G] you know [E] I got your open jaw, don't front,
you know I got [A] your open jaw, don't front, [Gm] you know I [E] got your open jaw,
then why you [A] frontin', you know I got your open jaw, rest in peace to Big [Em] Koop, you was the
beast, you lyrically mirrored me, [E] molded my flow off of [A] you, your spirit's flowing through me,
I [Em] love you Doody, without you I feel so incomplete, I'm no king, no need for
[A] laddles to be thrown at my feet, I'm a throne [Em] in your side, get thrown into a throne,
better watch the fucking tone with you [A] speak, feel like I'm in a zone, I'm in a whole different
league, I'm [E] a motherfucking onus, just me, no opponents [A] can compete, and I've never been
known to retreat, from [Em] beef, be beat, follow trends, I'll wallow in defeat, I'm still hungry
as fuck, [A] but can't even say bon appetit, cause I don't [G] know what to [Em] eat, fucking microphone or
the beat, bitch, nobody's [A] mind works like mine, it's nose into the grindstone, [Em] time holds,
your mind's grown, cause I rhyme, the guns still tryna [A] get signed, up in the ebony show,
case with [Em] the nine, screaming, who the fuck passed you the mic, never asked you to like [A] my shit,
from the get, I'd rather ask [G] you to [A] wipe my ass, bitch, you had you a nice run, now take a hike,
I ever meet my match, [Em] I'ma strike that bitch first, cause on the [E] mic, I gotta represent [A] the
real rappers, the real rappers get [C#] the motherfucking [E] skills cracking, word to buckshot and too [A] high,
why the fuck not, if you don't like it, suck cock, almost [Em] forgot, before I signed with the doc,
I almost signed with Ducktown, this Marcus [A] didn't make no office, the [Em] motherfuck loud,
they jerk me around, [B] so what's up now, [A] wow, how much of an asshole would I [G] sound,
like [E] rubbing an innie, holding some grudge now, but don't _ [A] _ _
front, you [Gm] know I [E] got your hope,
don't front, [G] you know I got your [A] hope, don't front, you know I got your [E] hope,
you know [Gm] I [A] got your hope, don't front, [G] you know [E] you know,
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ [Gm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
late at night, used to catch at bars, couldn't [E] write, now I write,
a type of [G] shit to make [A] you write, or wear diapers, cause you might leave the [Em] street,
I'm on a spree, once your whiteness good and [A] white, it's hard to decide,
Or [A] what's over, I might jump in the night
Cause I'm hyper [G] or something, [Em] need someone or something
It's lighting a fire under me, it's breathing new light
Looks like I [A] already died once
I [E] guess some people only live twice, and it's funny
My [A] days of being broke were so long ago
I lost [Em] all concept of money
But you dimes won't get a fucking nickel from me
Oh [F#m] shit, I'm down on one knee
I'm having a stroke of [Em] genius
Elizabeth, I'm coming to you, honey
I'm from Florida, man
And still make a hormone like a [E] thyroid gland
I'm in another [A] category, man
Don't group me up with them pop stars
[Em] I never needed a pad on the back to get at a boy
Paying?
[A] No offense, that's offense
[C#] Precedence [E] is set, it'll never get met
Little [A] finger pressed against Moby's nose
Shout to Obie, the curtains closed on my show
But never forget that I'm the one [B] you're going to [A] hate
You can't take it, oh!
[Em] Got a whole generation of rappers coming up
That are nerdy with the flow
But convince me you've heard
An [A] NC sense me who's this group with a fucking mincing [Em] of words
Without mincing words
That'll make you feel like I'm pinching a [A] nerve
Who's mentally disturbed
You might as well stick a knife in me and turn
It'll be like my skin being Indian burned
[B] [A] Ah, bitch, there isn't one
Where will you [G] learn?
[E] Never been served if memory serves
I'll paddle that till my [A] own recollection remembers these words
[G] You know I [E] got you open, can't you stop?
[Gm] You know [A] I got you open
_ [G#] All night _ _ _