Greatest Guitar Chords & Lyrics sung by Eminem
Singer :- Eminem
Album :- Kamikaze
Genre :- Pop
Year :-2018
Language :-English
Tempo :- 800
Time signature :- 4/4
Scale :- Bm
Suggested Strumming :- D UUD UUD
[STARTING PART] Bm
(Bm)Motherfuckers talkin’ crazy (yeah)
(Bm)Sayin’ I should quit (ah)
(Bm)I fuckin’ tell ’em make me (bitch)
(Bm)Eat a fuckin’ dick (yeah)
(Bm)I’m feelin’ like the greatest (woo!)
(Bm)On the beat who ever did it
(Bm)Mike Will the one who made it
(Bm)It’s Shady on the lyrics
(Bm)I’m somewhat outlandish they say
(Bm)You say we’re cut from the same cloth
(Bm)But I guess you fabricate, eh?
(Bm)You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints
(Bm)Manic states, Stephen Paddock with automatic stay sprayin’
(Bm)At anything that may stand in they way
(Bm)As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade
(Bm)And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay
(Bm)Common sense, I’m a dollar short and a day late
(Bm)James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee
(Bm)Must have missed my cat-scan that day
(Bm)I just threw a Tampax at Dre
(Bm)Trashcan, Tascam and ashtray
(Bm)I’m turning back to a madman, can’t take
(Bm)Anymore but I try to get away from the anger and rage
(Bm)My basic alias is an A to the K
(Bm)Get your ass sprayed like bidets breakin’ your legs
(Bm)Ain’t givin’ ways ankle the ways
(Bm)You chumps don’t even know how to do somethin’
(Bm)To give goosebumps a day when you say
(Bm)That somethin’ you won’t give someone a lump in their throat
(Bm)If you had them choked up you’d be yankin’ my chain
(Bm)Feelin’ like I’m headed for a padded cell, the
(Bm)Bar for me what I rap isn’t fair but
(Bm)Guess that’s the standard I’m held to
(Bm)But if somethin’ like that doesn’t tell ya
(Bm)You set a mark too high when platinum sales are
(Bm)Looked at as a failure
(Bm)Then you better take it back to the shelter and Hamburger Helper
(Bm)’Cause damn it I’m still the
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
(Bm)So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (what?)
(Bm)Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (haha)
(Bm)Wait, what was I just about to say?
(Bm)Oh yeah, let me get this out the way
(Bm)I know there’s people that are pissed about the way I misprounouced a name, “DIE ANTWOORD!”
(Bm)Fuck, I still can’t say this shit, but how quickly they forget
(Bm)Who the fuck I was now Ninja try to duck my slugs
(Bm)To let ya girl get fucked by Muggs
(Bm)I’d like to give a shout to Cypress
(Bm)This can’t be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin’ to
(Bm)Give you a shout—now get the fuck out my rhyme book!
(Bm)No more shiners, already too much time tokin’ rappers
(Bm)I hear you talkin’ shit, I’m just too big to respond to it
(Bm)God forbid I forget, go and jump out the window
(Bm)Somebody better child-proof it
(Bm)’Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shit
(Bm)And I can remind motherfuckers how I do shit
(Bm)You don’t got the tools, I got my toolkit
(Bm)I bullshit you not, y’all fools just forgot
(Bm)That I’m so fuckin’ awful with the thoughts
(Bm)And when I’m hostile and impossible to stop
(Bm)So you call it a nostril ’cause it’s not… gonna ever
(Bm)I’ll never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop
(Bm)’Cause I’m wipin’ everyone up in this genre
(Bm)’Cause on the mic I feel like I’m the—
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
(Bm)Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention (what?)
(Bm)Is you’re one dimension
(Bm)I’m a monkey wrench and I can flunk detention
(Bm)I love contentions, so welcome to the gun convention
(Bm)Muscles flexin’, gotta strut like a front suspension
(Bm)And you just stuck the key up in the ignition
(Bm)And gave me enough gas to flood my engine (yeah)
(Bm)Psychopath, Michael’s Jack’s blowin’ up like a raft
(Bm)I should slap Vlad with a ISIS flag
(Bm)Bet you I come back twice as bad (uh)
(Bm)Revival didn’t go viral!
(Bm)Denaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high road
(Bm)Fuck that, I’m finna hit back
(Bm)’Til I run out of gun powder and split the scene
(Bm)Hold the mic similar to pistol, squeeze
(Bm)And I shoot from the hip when I grip them things
(Bm)And my lips and the clips got the cig lit like it’s nicotine
(Bm)Trigger me and Slim gets mean
(Bm)Bars are like bullets when I spit them schemes
(Bm)That’s why I call the motherfuckers M16’s
(Bm)Float like a butterfly, I’m gonna sting like a bee
(Bm)You ain’t harmin’ a thing
(Bm)I get a day hard as I’m gonna swing
(Bm)I’m gonna need to put my arm in a sling
(Bm)But like a wedding band
(Bm)You gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring
(Bm)An anomaly, I’m Muhammad Ali
(Bm)’Cause I know one day I’m gonna be the—
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
CHORDS OF GREATEST
Singer :- Eminem
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| Greatest | Guitar chords & Lyrics | Eminem | 2018 |
Genre :- Pop
Year :-2018
Language :-English
Tempo :- 800
Time signature :- 4/4
Scale :- Bm
Suggested Strumming :- D UUD UUD
[STARTING PART] Bm
(Bm)Motherfuckers talkin’ crazy (yeah)
(Bm)Sayin’ I should quit (ah)
(Bm)I fuckin’ tell ’em make me (bitch)
(Bm)Eat a fuckin’ dick (yeah)
(Bm)I’m feelin’ like the greatest (woo!)
(Bm)On the beat who ever did it
(Bm)Mike Will the one who made it
(Bm)It’s Shady on the lyrics
(Bm)I’m somewhat outlandish they say
(Bm)You say we’re cut from the same cloth
(Bm)But I guess you fabricate, eh?
(Bm)You better bring more men than the Latter Day Saints
(Bm)Manic states, Stephen Paddock with automatic stay sprayin’
(Bm)At anything that may stand in they way
(Bm)As I stand at the bay window with a hand grenade
(Bm)And a trey eight, at the Mandalay Bay
(Bm)Common sense, I’m a dollar short and a day late
(Bm)James Holmes at the Saturday Batman matinee
(Bm)Must have missed my cat-scan that day
(Bm)I just threw a Tampax at Dre
(Bm)Trashcan, Tascam and ashtray
(Bm)I’m turning back to a madman, can’t take
(Bm)Anymore but I try to get away from the anger and rage
(Bm)My basic alias is an A to the K
(Bm)Get your ass sprayed like bidets breakin’ your legs
(Bm)Ain’t givin’ ways ankle the ways
(Bm)You chumps don’t even know how to do somethin’
(Bm)To give goosebumps a day when you say
(Bm)That somethin’ you won’t give someone a lump in their throat
(Bm)If you had them choked up you’d be yankin’ my chain
(Bm)Feelin’ like I’m headed for a padded cell, the
(Bm)Bar for me what I rap isn’t fair but
(Bm)Guess that’s the standard I’m held to
(Bm)But if somethin’ like that doesn’t tell ya
(Bm)You set a mark too high when platinum sales are
(Bm)Looked at as a failure
(Bm)Then you better take it back to the shelter and Hamburger Helper
(Bm)’Cause damn it I’m still the
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
(Bm)So you sold 10 million albums, eh? (what?)
(Bm)Only problem is, you put out 10 million albums, eh? (haha)
(Bm)Wait, what was I just about to say?
(Bm)Oh yeah, let me get this out the way
(Bm)I know there’s people that are pissed about the way I misprounouced a name, “DIE ANTWOORD!”
(Bm)Fuck, I still can’t say this shit, but how quickly they forget
(Bm)Who the fuck I was now Ninja try to duck my slugs
(Bm)To let ya girl get fucked by Muggs
(Bm)I’d like to give a shout to Cypress
(Bm)This can’t be real, you dissed me and I was just tryin’ to
(Bm)Give you a shout—now get the fuck out my rhyme book!
(Bm)No more shiners, already too much time tokin’ rappers
(Bm)I hear you talkin’ shit, I’m just too big to respond to it
(Bm)God forbid I forget, go and jump out the window
(Bm)Somebody better child-proof it
(Bm)’Cause if I lose it we can rewind to some old Ja Rule shit
(Bm)And I can remind motherfuckers how I do shit
(Bm)You don’t got the tools, I got my toolkit
(Bm)I bullshit you not, y’all fools just forgot
(Bm)That I’m so fuckin’ awful with the thoughts
(Bm)And when I’m hostile and impossible to stop
(Bm)So you call it a nostril ’cause it’s not… gonna ever
(Bm)I’ll never let up on the pedal, might as well get the mop
(Bm)’Cause I’m wipin’ everyone up in this genre
(Bm)’Cause on the mic I feel like I’m the—
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
(Bm)Oh yeah, and one more thing I want to mention (what?)
(Bm)Is you’re one dimension
(Bm)I’m a monkey wrench and I can flunk detention
(Bm)I love contentions, so welcome to the gun convention
(Bm)Muscles flexin’, gotta strut like a front suspension
(Bm)And you just stuck the key up in the ignition
(Bm)And gave me enough gas to flood my engine (yeah)
(Bm)Psychopath, Michael’s Jack’s blowin’ up like a raft
(Bm)I should slap Vlad with a ISIS flag
(Bm)Bet you I come back twice as bad (uh)
(Bm)Revival didn’t go viral!
(Bm)Denaun and Royce tell me that I should take the high road
(Bm)Fuck that, I’m finna hit back
(Bm)’Til I run out of gun powder and split the scene
(Bm)Hold the mic similar to pistol, squeeze
(Bm)And I shoot from the hip when I grip them things
(Bm)And my lips and the clips got the cig lit like it’s nicotine
(Bm)Trigger me and Slim gets mean
(Bm)Bars are like bullets when I spit them schemes
(Bm)That’s why I call the motherfuckers M16’s
(Bm)Float like a butterfly, I’m gonna sting like a bee
(Bm)You ain’t harmin’ a thing
(Bm)I get a day hard as I’m gonna swing
(Bm)I’m gonna need to put my arm in a sling
(Bm)But like a wedding band
(Bm)You gotta be diamond to even climb in the ring
(Bm)An anomaly, I’m Muhammad Ali
(Bm)’Cause I know one day I’m gonna be the—
(Bm)Greatest in the world, greatest in the world, greatest in the world
(Bm)No lie, I might be
(Bm)The best to ever do it, the best to ever do it, the best to ever do it
(Bm)I feel like the greatest
(Bm)Woke up to honkies sounding like me
(Bm)Never be as good, never be as good
(Bm)Packing up wife-beaters, white t-shirts, white
(Bm)But I’m the greatest
CHORDS OF GREATEST
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