Chords for Eminem / Nail in the coffin

This motherfucker here!
Don't shut up, we_
[Abm] Talking about our own [Ab] food.
Bitch, all me.
_ Promoting you right now.
Yo, let's put the nail in his coffin.
I don't wanna be like this.
I don't really wanna hurt no feelings.
But I'm only being real when I say
Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap.
Nope.
And old men have heart attacks.
And I don't wanna be responsible for that.
So put the mic down and walk away.
Can you still have a little bit of dignity?
I would never claim to be no Ray Benzino
An 83 year old fake patino
So how can he roll me over some mountain
Without throwing his lower back out
As soon as he goes to lift me?
Please don't, you'll probably fall with me
And I'll ask the Pope to be history
But then again, you finally get your wish
Cause you'll be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fucking drunk pussy, fuck you Trump
Give me a 101, see if I don't fuck you up
Try to jump the Rough Riders and they cut you up
And you put [Ebm] Jada on a track, that's how [Ab] much
You sluck dick in the industry
[Ab] Swear that you in the street tussling
You sit behind a fucking desk with a sore butt
Kissing and begging motherfuckers for guest appearances
And you can't even get the clearances
Cause real lyricists don't even respect you
Or take you serious
It's not that we don't like you, we hate you, period
Talk about a midlife crisis, damn
Last [Abm] week he was naked, don't be twice as [Ab] damn
Now he's a buster?
What the fuck's with that?
Get on the track, [Abm] this is nuts
This is 50's ass, and [Ab] asking me
What I know about indictments?
Bite me, bitch, I got two cases
And probation, fight me
What do I know about standing in front of a judge
Like a man ready to take whatever sentence he has?
What you know about your wife slicing her wrist
Right in front of the [Abm] only thing that you have in this world?
A little girl, and I put that on her
When this is all over
I would never try to make her a star and [Ab] eat off her
I don't know shit about no shopping rocks
But what you know about hip-hop shops rocking spots
Where you're the only white boy up in that bitch just gripping
Pressing up your home flyers and your stickers
[Eb] Kicking them bitches off after spending six hours at Kinko's
Making [Ebm] copies of you covers of cassette [Ab] singles
To sell them out of the trunk of your tracer
[Abm] Spending your whole paychecks at disc makers
What you know about being bullied over half your life?
Oh that's right, you should know what that's like
You're half white, vanilla ice, Philippines and rice
I'm eating you alive inside, Jesus Christ
If you're that much of a gangster, put the mic down
You should be out killing motherfuckers right now
Kill a motherfucker dead, kill him dead, bitch
Shoot him in the fucking head, go ahead, bitch
Slap my mom, slap the fuck out of her
She can't [Db] sue you, she wouldn't get a buck out of [Abm] you
Cause you're broke as fuck, [Ab] you suck, you're a fucking joke
If you was really selling coke, well then what the fuck you stop for, [Abm] dummy?
If you slew some crack, you'd make a lot more money than you do from [Ab] rap
You'll never have no security, you'll never be famous
You'll never know what it's like to be rich, like the bitch, ain't it, Ramy?
Here, let me break this shit down in layman's [Db] terms for you
Just to make [Abm] sure that you can understand
That [Ab] we can't understand using too many complicated fucking words for you
Here, let me slow it down for you so that you can understand
And if I say it slower, let it go, dog, it's over
I don't [Ab] wanna be like this
I don't really wanna hurt no feelings
But I'm only being real when I say
Nobody wants to hear their grandfather rap
[Abm] And old men have heart attacks
And I don't wanna be responsible for [Ab] that
So put the mic down and walk away
You can [Abm] still have a little bit of dignity
_ Talking about, I had motherfuckers phone your crib
Bitch, you ain't even got a fucking crib
You ain't even got a fucking phone, you fucking cunt
threatening to shoot me down with your little fucking [Abm] source magazine
if I come back when you [Ab] wanna attack you
Bitch, you attack me first, take it like a man, [Abm] shut the fuck up
Fuck your little magazine, too
[Ab] I don't need your little fucking magazine
I got a double XL's number anyway
_ [Ab] And y'all can't stand it cause they getting bigger than y'all _
[Abm] _ _ [Ab] And by the way, how'd I look on the VMAs
When you was watching me from whatever fucking [Abm] TV you was watching me from
[Ab] In Boston, the main street in Boston _ _
Fucking sick
And you got a skinny-ass motherfucker
[Abm]
Suck a motherfucking six
_ Oh, and for those that don't know
Don't get it twisted
[Ebm] The source has a white