<i></i>-------------------------------------------------------------------------------SO FAR.. - EMINEM-------------------------------------------------------------------------------Tuning: standardnot that complicated, most of it from Joe Walsh's "Life's Been Good", and one part from"The Real Slim Shady"INTRO:E--------------| B--------------| G--------------| D------0-2-3---| A---3----------| E--------------|Strum Dm only once every other time and than quickly switch to C (on 'sleep on thecouch' and 'gasket just blew')F C Dm CI own a mansion, but live in a houseF C Dm CA king-size bed, but I sleep on the couchF C Dm CI'm Mr.Brightside, glass is half fullF C Dm CBut my tank is half empty, gasket just blewplay this during the verse;E---------------------------------------------------| B---------------------------------------------------| G--------------------2----------------2---2-2-------| D--------------------2--------2-----------2-2-------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4------0-2/4-----4--------0-0-------| E---------------------------------------------------| E---------------------------------------------------------| B--------------------------------------3-3-3--------------| G---------------------2----------------2-2-2---2-2-2------| D---------------------2--------2----0--0-0-0---2-2-2------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4-------0-2/4----4-------------0-0-0------| E---------------------------------------------------------|Verse 1:This always happens30 minutes from home, gotta lay a log cabin, only option I have's McDonalds's bathroomIn a public stall dropping a football, so every time someone walks in the john I get maddene"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm cr*ppin'And you're asking me for my goddamn autograph on a napkin?Oh that's odd, I just happenedTo run out of tissue, yeah, hand me that, on second thought I'd be glad then"Thanks dawg, name's Todd, a big fan"I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it back andTold him "Todd, you're the sh*t"; when's all of this cr*p end?Can't pump my gas without causing an accidentPuff my gas, cut my grass, can't take out the f**king trashWithout someone passing through my sub harassingI'd count my blessings, but I suck at mathI'd rather wallow than bask suffering succotash, but the ant-Acid, it gives my stomach gasWhen I mix my corn with my f**king mashedPotatoes, so what, ho kiss my country bumpkin assMissouri Southern roots, what the f**k is upper classCall lunch dinner, call dinner supper, Tupperware in the cupboard, plastic ware up the assStuck in the past, iPod, what the f**k is thatB-Boy to the core, mule, I'm a stubborn assHook:E---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1----6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1-| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2----5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2-| D--------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I feel so strangeGot it all, but I still won't changeNOW choose; play Am or;E--5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0------5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0----| B--5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1--| G--5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2----5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2--| D--------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I can't leave DetroitIt's the motivation that keeps me going*ONLY ONCEE---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1--| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1--| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2--| D-----------------------| A-----------------------| E-----------------------|This is the inspiration I needI can never turn my back on a city that made meF G Am(Life's been good to me so far)Verse 2:E---------------------------------------------------| B---------------------------------------------------| G--------------------2----------------2---2-2-------| D--------------------2--------2-----------2-2-------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4------0-2/4-----4--------0-0-------| E---------------------------------------------------| E---------------------------------------------------------| B--------------------------------------3-3-3--------------| G---------------------2----------------2-2-2---2-2-2------| D---------------------2--------2----0--0-0-0---2-2-2------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4-------0-2/4----4-------------0-0-0------| E---------------------------------------------------------|They call me classless, I heard that, I second and third thatDon't know what the f**k I would doing if it weren't rapProbably be a giant turd-sackBut I blew, never turned backTurned 40 and still sagTeenagers act more f**king mature, Jackf**k you gonna say to me?I leave on my own terms, a**hole, I'm going berzerkMy nerves are bad, but I love the perks my work hasI get to meet famous people, look at her, dagHer nylons ran, her skirt snagAnd I heard she drag-races, *burp* swagf**king my Hanes shirt tagYou're Danica Patrick (yeah) work, skagWe'd be the perfect matchCause you're a vacuum, I'm a dirtbagMy apologies, no disrespect to technologyBut what the heck is all of these buttons?You expect me to sit here and learn that?f**k I gotta do to hear this new song from Luda?Be an expert at computers?I'd rather be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a PlaystationI'm still on my first manual from ZeldaNintendo, b**ch, run, jump, punch, stab and I melt theMozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on breadMake a sandwich with welch's and belchThey say this spray butter is bad for my health, butI think there's more white trash from the trailerJed Clampett, Redd Sanford welfare mentality helps toKeep me grounded, that's why I never take full advantage of wealth, IManaged to dwell within these parametersStill cramming the shelves full of hamburger helperI can't even help it, this is the hand I was dealt toCreature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelterWith all these pet peevesGod dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera cellphonesI can't go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell, the <----bass, but it's the sameas the next melody on guitarOther day someone got all elaborate and stuck a head from a f**king dead cat in my mailboxe|---------------8-----------------------------------------------------------------| B|----------8-9-----9--8-----------------------------------------------------------| G|---5---8-------------------------------------------------------------------------| D|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------| A|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------| E|---------------------------------------------------------------------------------|Went to Burger King, they spit on my onion rings(silence)I think my karma is catching up with meHook:E---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1----6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1-| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2----5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2-| D--------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I feel so strangeGot it all, but I still won't changeNOW choose; play Am or;E--5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0------5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0----| B--5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1--| G--5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2----5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2--| D--------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I can't leave DetroitIt's the motivation that keeps me going*ONLY ONCEE---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1--| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1--| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2--| D-----------------------| A-----------------------| E-----------------------|This is the inspiration I needI can never turn my back on a city that made meF G Am(Life's been good to me so far)Bridge: just like the intro (Dm shorter on every other line);E--------------| B--------------| G--------------| D------0-2-3---| A---3----------| E--------------|F C Dm CF C Dm CNot sure what that means, they tell me it's goodF C Dm CSo I'm artist of the decade, I even got a plaqueF C Dm CI'd hang it up, but the frame is all crackedVerse 3:Finger pick the Am calmlyI'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully nobody notices meIn produce hunched over, giant nosebleedOver stop as I mosey over to the frozen aisleBy the frozen yogurt this guy approached meEmbarrassed, I just did Comerica with HovaShow's over, I'm hiding in Kroger buying groceriesHe just had front row seats, told me to sign this posterThen insults me "wow, up close didn't know you had crow's feet"E---------------------------------------------------| B---------------------------------------------------| G--------------------2----------------2---2-2-------| D--------------------2--------2-----------2-2-------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4------0-2/4-----4--------0-0-------| E---------------------------------------------------| E---------------------------------------------------------| B--------------------------------------3-3-3--------------| G---------------------2----------------2-2-2---2-2-2------| D---------------------2--------2----0--0-0-0---2-2-2------| A--2b3-3r2-0--2/4-------0-2/4----4-------------0-0-0------| E---------------------------------------------------------|I'm at a crossroad lost till shopping at CostcoSloppy Joe's, buck wafflesGot caught picking my nose, ahLook over see these two hot hoesFinger still up in one of my nostrilsRight next to 'em stuck at the lightThis f**king sh*t is taking forever to changeI'm stuck, these b**ches are loving it rubbing it inChuckling, couldn't do nothing, play it off''What you bumping? Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', f**king b**chThey want me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to itThe pressure, they want me to follow up with another one after RecoveryWas so highly coveted, but what good is a f**king recovery if I fumble it?Cause I'mma drop the ball if I don't get a gripHopping on shrubbery on you sons of b**chesWrong subdivison to f**k with, b**chQuit snapping f**king pictures of my kidsI love my city, but you push me to my limit, what a pityThe sh*t I complain aboutIt's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining outKool Aid stain on the couch, I'd never get it outb**ch, I got an elevator in my houseAnts and a mouse, I'm living the dreamHook:E---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1----6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1-| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2----5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2-| D--------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I feel so strangeGot it all, but I still won't changeNOW choose; play Am or;E--5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0------5-5-5---3-3-3--0-0-0-0----| B--5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1----5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1-0-0h1--| G--5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2----5-5-5---4-4-4--2-2-0-0h2--| D--------------------------------------------------------| A--------------------------------------------------------| E--------------------------------------------------------|Maybe that's why I can't leave DetroitIt's the motivation that keeps me going*ONLY ONCEE---5-5-5---3-3-3--1-1--| B---6-6-6---5-5-5--1-1--| G---5-5-5---5-5-5--2-2--| D-----------------------| A-----------------------| E-----------------------|This is the inspiration I needI can never turn my back on a city that made meF G Am(Life's been good to me so far)
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