Renaissance chords by Eminem

• Capo on 2nd
• Difficulty: Intermediate

Intro:

N.A#.
*Spitting*

Verse:
A
With balls, in his durag, he sags, fearin' no man
Bm
He stands, pen in his hand like Edward Scissorhands
D
Who slices competition and just goes about his business
E
Anyone who knows about him knows about his shindig
A
Shenanigans, and all his wacky antics in the papers
Bm
Shady's danglin' a baby tangled in a blanket, stranglin'
D

And hangin' him over the railing by the ankles on some gangster shit
E
Child endangerment, dark brain, arcane with it, Mark Twainin' it
A
You aren't tamin' it, sharp pain in the heart
Bm
Aimin' a bar, chamber to carve names in it
D
Start sprayin' and start ravin' on beef, starved, cravin' it
E
You're at arm's length, you're in harm's way of it
A
'Bout to show your ass why I'm still a pain in it
Bm
You wanna know how I do it? I can't explain this shit
D
Mechanic's brain with a pinch of Big Daddy Kane in it
E
But I can show you the ropes 'til you get the hang of it
A
Elephantiasis of the nuts, element
Bm
Of Intelligent Hoodlum, Arrested Development
D
Cella Dwellas and Wise Intelligent, since elementary
E
Through Hell I went, accelerant from lack of melanin
A
Failin' in school, smart aleck wit
Bm
Helped me to rebel against shit so well and vent
D
So eloquently, yet, I was irrelevant
E
Soon as I quit givin' a fuck, I started to sell a bit
A
Now let's travel inside the mind of a hater
Bm
'Cause I don't see no fans, all I see's a bunch of complainers
D
"Kendrick's album was cool, but it didn't have any bangers
Em
Wayne's album or Ye's, couldn't tell you which one was lamer
A
Joyner's album was corny, Shady's new shit is way worse
Bm
Everything is either too tame or there's too much anger
D
I didn't like the beat, so I hated Might Delete Later"
E
You nerdy pricks would find somethin' wrong with 36 Chambers
A
It's what they do to the greats
Bm
Pick apart a Picasso and make excuses to hate
D
So you can wait for your flowers until you're blue in the face
Em
Stupid, you ain't gonna get 'em until your funeral wake (Hm)