Chords with lyrics
INTRO: G minorGm VERSE: G minorGm You sound like a bitch, bitch G minorGm Shut the fuck up! G minorGm When your fans become your haters G minorGm You done? G minorGm Fuckin' beard's weird G minorGm Alright G minorGm You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard G minorGm We doin' this once G minorGm You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird G minorGm Why you yell at the mic? (Illa) VERSE: G minorGm Rihanna just hit me on a text G minorGm Last night I left hickeys on her neck G minorGm Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed G minorGm Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next G minorGm Damn, I'm really sorry you want me G minorGm To have a heart attack G minorGm Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack G minorGm Realized I forgot to call you back G minorGm Here's that autograph for your daughter, G minorGm I wrote it on a Starter cap G minorGm Stan, Stan, son G minorGm Listen, man, Dad isn't mad G minorGm But how you gonna name yourself G minorGm After a damn gun and have a man-bun? G minorGm The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable G minorGm Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked G minorGm Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me G minorGm I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze G minorGm Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!" G minorGm So before you die let's see who can out-petty who G minorGm With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old")—ow, Kelly, ooh G minorGm But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you G minorGm By 29, I had three albums that had blew G minorGm Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do G minorGm Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food G minorGm But you're a fuckin' mole hill G minorGm Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo! G minorGm Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel G minorGm To my bone marrow G minorGm Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow G minorGm Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, G minorGm Sprayin' lead (brrt) G minorGm Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (hold up) G minorGm Are you eating cereal or oatmeal? G minorGm What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios? G minorGm 'Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, G minorGm Kelly, I need reading material G minorGm …Dictionary… G minorGm "Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked G minorGm Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, G minorGm That was three albums ago G minorGm What do you know? Oops G minorGm Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof G minorGm Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? G minorGm Yeah, I had enough money in '02 G minorGm To burn it in front of you, ho G minorGm Younger me? No, you're the wack me, G minorGm It's funny but so true G minorGm I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you G minorGm 'Til I'm hitting old age G minorGm Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage G minorGm Got more fans than you in your own city, G minorGm Lil' kiddy, go play G minorGm Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay G minorGm Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day G minorGm Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave G minorGm Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat G minorGm You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay G minorGm Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, G minorGm You about to really blow G minorGm Kelly, they'll be putting your name G minorGm Next to Ja, next to Benzino—die, motherfucker! G minorGm Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain G minorGm Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah) G minorGm My biggest flops are your greatest hits G minorGm The game's mine again and G minorGm Ain't nothin' changed but the locks G minorGm So before I slay this bitch I, mwah, give Jade a kiss G minorGm Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the fuck ) G minorGm Bein' rich-shamed by some prick G minorGm Usin' my name for clickbait G minorGm In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name G minorGm Now I gotta cock back, aim G minorGm Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! (pop) G minorGm It's your moment G minorGm This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it G minorGm Had to give you a career to destroy it G minorGm Lethal injection G minorGm Go to sleep six feet deep, G minorGm I'll give you a BB for the effort G minorGm But if I was three-foot-eleven G minorGm You'd look up to me, and for the record G minorGm You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second G minorGm Lick a ballsack to get on my channel G minorGm Give your life to be as solidified G minorGm This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo G minorGm When he's out of bullets G minorGm So what good is a fuckin' machine gun G minorGm When it's out of ammo? G minorGm Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper G minorGm How the fuck can him and I battle? G minorGm He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel G minorGm I'll give him my sandals G minorGm 'Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady G minorGm He's gon' have to live in my shadow G minorGm Exhausting, letting off on my offspring G minorGm Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me! G minorGm You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see G minorGm You're fuckin' salty G minorGm 'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey G minorGm Your red sweater, your black leather G minorGm You dress better, I rap better G minorGm That a death threat or a love letter? G minorGm Little white toothpick G minorGm Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick G minorGm Thanks for dissing me G minorGm Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike" G minorGm But really, I don't care who's in the right G minorGm But you're losin' the fight you picked G minorGm Who else want it? Kells — attempt fails! Budden — L's! G minorGm Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle G minorGm Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still G minorGm But this idiot's boss pops pills G minorGm And tells him he's got skills G minorGm But, Kells, the day you put out a G minorGm Hit's the day Diddy admits G minorGm That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah! G minorGm I'm sick of you bein' wack G minorGm And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune G minorGm So let's talk about it (let's talk about it) G minorGm I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth G minorGm Need to get the cock up out it G minorGm Before we can even talk about it (talk about it) G minorGm I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings G minorGm Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think G minorGm That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers) G minorGm Don't mean you are, and you're not about it G minorGm So just leave my dick in your mouth G minorGm And keep my daughter out it OUTRO: G minorGm You fuckin'… oh G minorGm And I'm just playin', Diddy G minorGm You know I love you
Other versions of Killshot
Alternative guitar chords and tabs for Killshot by Eminem
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Killshot | Intro |