The Ringer - Eminem
I'mjust gonna write down My first thoughts see where this takes me Cause I feel like I wanna punch the world in the f**kin'face right now Let me explain just how to make greatness Straight out the gate I'm'boutto break it down Ain'tno mistakes allowed but make no mistake I'm'boutTo rape the alphabet I may raise some brows If I press the issue just to get the anger out Full magazine could take Staples out Savage but ain'tthinking 'boutno bank account But b**chI'moff the chain like Kala Brown Motherf**kershut the f**kup when I'mtalkin'lil'b**chI'msorry wait what'syour talent Oh critiquin'My talent Oh b**chI don'tknow who the f**ky'allare To give a subpar bar Even have an opinion if you you mention me Millions of views attention in news I mention you lose lose for me win win for you Billions of views your ten cents are two Skim through the music to give a sh*treviews To get clicks but b**chyou just lit the fuse Don'tget misconstrued business as us Sh*tlist renewed so get sh*tto do Or get dissed 'CauseI don'tget what the f**khalf the sh*tIs that you'relistening to Do you have any idea how much I hate this choppy flow Everyone copies though probably no Get this f**kin'audio out my Audi yo adi��sI can see why people like Lil Yachty but not me though Not even dissin'it just ain'tfor me All I am simply is just an MC Maybe "Stan"just isn'tyour cup of tea Maybe your cup'sfull of syrup and lean Maybe I need to stir up sh*tpreferably shake the world up If it were up to me Paul wants me to chill y'allwant me to ill I should eat a pill probably I will Old me kill the new me watch him bleed to death I breathe on the mirror I don'tsee my breath Possibly I'mdead I must be possessed Like an evil spell I'mEVIL evil spelled Jam a Crest white strip in the tip of my d**kwith an ice pick Stick it in a vice grip hang it on a spike fence Bang it like a pipe bench While I take my ballsack and flick it like a light switch Like vicepresident Mike Pence Back up on my sh*tin a sidekick As I lay it on a spike strip This are things that I'drather do than hear you on a mic Since nine tenths of your rhyme is about ice and Jesus Christ man how many times is Someone gonna f**kon my b**chF**kmy side c**ckYou won'tnever see Em icy but as cold as I get on the MIC I polarize sh*tso the Thames might freeze And your skull might split like I passed you upside it B**chI got the club on smash like a nightstick yeah Turn down for what I ain'tloud enough Nah turn the Valium up 'CauseI don'tknow how I'mgonna get your mouths to shut now When it doesn'tmatter what caliber I spit at I'llbet a hundred thousand bucks You'llturn around and just be like Man how the f**ksourpuss gonna get mad just 'Causehis album sucks And now he wants to take it out on us But last week an exfan mailed me a copy of the Mathers LP to tell me to study It'llhelp me get back to myself and she'lllove me I mailed the b**chback and said if I did that I'djust be like everyone else in the f**kingindustry Especially an effing Recovery clone of me Didn'tI think So fingerbang chicken wang MGK Iggy 'zaeLil Pump Lil Xan imitate Lil Wayne I should aim at everybody in the game pick a name I'mfed up with being humble And rumor is I'mhungry I'msure you heard bumblings I heard you wanna rumble like an empty stomach I heard your mumbling but it'sjumbled in mumbojumbo The era that I'mfrom will pummel you That'swhat it'scomin'to What the f**kyou 'regonna do when you run in to it I'mgonna crumble you and I'lltake a number two And dump on you if you ain'tJoyner If you ain'tKendrick or Cole Or Sean then you'rea goner I'm'boutto bring it to anyone in this b**chwho want it I guess when you walk into BK you expect a whopper You can order a Quarter Pounder when you go to McDonald'sBut if you'relookin'to get a porterhouse you better go get Revival But y'allare acting like I tried to serve you up a slider Maybe the vocals shouldA been autotuned and you would have bought it But sayin'I no longer got it 'Causeyou missed the line and never caught it 'Causeit went over your head because you'retoo stupid to get it 'Causeyou'rementally retarded but pretend to be the smartest With your expertise and knowledge but you'llnever be an artist And I'mharder on myself than you could ever be regardless What I'llnever be is flawless all I'llever be is honest Even when I'mgone they'regonna say I brought it Even when I hit my forties like a f**kin'alcoholic With a bottle full of malt liquor But I couldn'tbottle this sh*tany longer The fact that I know that I'mahit my bottom if I don'tPull myself from the jaws of defeat And rise to my feet I don'tsee why y'alleven started with me I get impeached My enemies die I don'tcease fire 'tilat least all are deceased I'meastside never be caught slippin'Now you see why I don'tsleep Not even a wink I don'tblink I don'tdoze off I don'teven nod to the beats I don'teven close my f**kin'eyes when I sneeze Aw man That BET cypher was weak it was garbage the thing ain'teven orange Oh my God that'sa reach Shout to all my colorblind people Each and every one of y'allIf you call a fire engine green aquamarine Or you think water is pink Dawg that'sa date Looks like an olive to me Look there'san apple No it'snot it'sa peach So fingerbang Pootie Tang Burger King Gucci Gang dookie dang Charlamagne gonna hate anyway Doesn'tmatter what I say Give me Donkey of the Day What a way for 2018to get underway But I'mgonna say everything that I wanna say Welcome to the slaughterhouse b**chyeah Invite them in like a one a day I'mnot done 'CauseI feel like the beast of burden That line in the sand was it even worth it 'Causethe way I see people turnin'Is makin'it seem worthless It'sstartin'to defeat the purpose I'mwatchin'my fan base shrink to thirds And I was just trying to do the right thing but word Has the court of public opinion reached a verdict Or still yet to be determined 'CauseI'mdetermined to be me critique the worship But if I could go back I'dat least reword it And say I empathize with the people This evil serpent sold the dream to that he'sdeserted But I think it'sworkin'These verses are makin'him a wee bit nervous And he'stoo scurred to answer me with words 'Causehe knows that he will lyrically get murdered But I know at least he'sheard it 'CauseAgent Orange just sent the Secret Service To meet in person To see if I really think of hurtin'him Or ask if I'mlinked to terrorists I said only when it comes to ink and lyricists But my beef is more media journalists Hold up hold up hold up I said my beef is more meaty a journalist They can get a mouthful of flesh And yes I mean eating a penis 'Causethey been panning my album to death So I been giving the media fingers Don'twanna turn this to a counselling sesh But they been puttin'me through the wringer So I ain'tironin'sh*tout with the press But I just took this beat to the cleaners Guitar score
The Ringer Artist: Eminem
Capo: 0
Key: Ab
Difficulty：
Tempo: 118
Time Signature: 4/4
Hot: 100
Creation time: 2023-06-07 The Ringer Guitar Tab, arranged and transcribed by Chordance, complete with staff notation and numbered musical notation. The song was composed by and performed by Eminem. This guitar tab is in the key of Ab and is a Beginner version, suitable for players at the Beginner level. A must-learn piece for guitar enthusiasts. Strum the guitar, open the piano, and experience the mood conveyed by Eminem at that time～
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