EMINEM - Killshot Chords and Lyrics

This single was released on 15 September 2018.


Vocals: Eminem ,
Producer(s): IllaDaProducer,
Writer(s): MC Ren, IllaDaProducer , Eminem,

SongRating: 10/10

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Scale: G Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 105
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
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[VERSE]
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You sound like a bitch, bitch
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Shut the fuck up!
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When your fans become your haters
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You done?
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Fuckin' beard's weird

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Alright
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You yellin' at the mic, fuckin' weird beard
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We doin' this once
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You yellin' at the mic, your beard's weird
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Why you yell at the mic? (Illa)

[VERSE]
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Rihanna just hit me on a text
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Last night I left hickeys on her neck
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Wait, you just dissed me? I'm perplexed
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Insult me in a line, compliment me on the next
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Damn, I'm really sorry you want me 
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To have a heart attack
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Was watchin' 8 Mile on my NordicTrack
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Realized I forgot to call you back
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Here's that autograph for your daughter, 
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I wrote it on a Starter cap

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Stan, Stan, son
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Listen, man, Dad isn't mad
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But how you gonna name yourself 
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After a damn gun and have a man-bun?
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The giant's woke, eyes open, undeniable
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Supplyin' smoke, got the fire stoked
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Say you got me in a scope, but you grazed me
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I say one call to Interscope and you're Swayze

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Your reply got the crowd yelling, "Woo!"
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So before you die let's see who can out-petty who
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With your corny lines ("Slim, you're old")—ow, Kelly, ooh
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But I'm 45 and I'm still outselling you

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By 29, I had three albums that had blew
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Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
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Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
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But you're a fuckin' mole hill
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Now I'ma make a mountain out of you, woo!

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Ho, chill, actin' like you put the chrome barrel 
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To my bone marrow
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Gunner? Bitch, you ain't a bow and arrow
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Say you'll run up on me like a phone bill, 
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Sprayin' lead (brrt)
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Playin' dead, that's the only time you hold still (hold up)

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Are you eating cereal or oatmeal?
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What the fuck's in the bowl, milk? Wheaties or Cheerios?
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'Cause I'm takin' a shit in 'em, 
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Kelly, I need reading material
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…Dictionary…
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"Yo, Slim, your last four albums sucked
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Go back to Recovery," oh shoot, 
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That was three albums ago
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What do you know? Oops
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Know your facts before you come at me, lil' goof
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Luxury, oh, you broke, bitch? 

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Yeah, I had enough money in '02
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To burn it in front of you, ho
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Younger me? No, you're the wack me, 
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It's funny but so true
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I'd rather be 80-year-old me than 20-year-old you

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'Til I'm hitting old age
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Still can fill a whole page with a 10-year-old's rage
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Got more fans than you in your own city, 
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Lil' kiddy, go play
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Feel like I'm babysitting Lil Tay

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Got the Diddy okay so you spent your whole day
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Shootin' a video just to fuckin' dig your own grave
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Got you at your own wake, I'm the billy goat
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You ain't never made a list next to no Biggie, no Jay
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Next to Taylor Swift and that Iggy ho, 
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You about to really blow
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Kelly, they'll be putting your name
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Next to Ja, next to Benzino—die, motherfucker!
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Like the last motherfucker sayin' Hailie in vain

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Alien brain, you Satanist (yeah)
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My biggest flops are your greatest hits
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The game's mine again and 
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Ain't nothin' changed but the locks
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So before I slay this bitch I, mwah, give Jade a kiss

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Gotta wake up Labor Day to this (the fuck?)
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Bein' rich-shamed by some prick 
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Usin' my name for clickbait
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In a state of bliss 'cause I said his goddamn name
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Now I gotta cock back, aim

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Yeah, bitch, pop Champagne to this! (pop)
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It's your moment
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This is it, as big as you're gonna get, so enjoy it
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Had to give you a career to destroy it

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Lethal injection
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Go to sleep six feet deep, 
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I'll give you a B for the effort
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But if I was three-foot-eleven
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You'd look up to me, and for the record
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You would suck a dick to fuckin' be me for a second

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Lick a ballsack to get on my channel
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Give your life to be as solidified
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This mothafuckin' shit is like Rambo 
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When he's out of bullets
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So what good is a fuckin' machine gun 
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When it's out of ammo?

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Had enough of this tatted-up mumble rapper
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How the fuck can him and I battle?
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He'll have to fuck Kim in my flannel
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I'll give him my sandals
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'Cause he knows, long as I'm Shady 
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He's gon' have to live in my shadow
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Exhausting, letting off on my offspring
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Lick a gun barrel, bitch, get off me!
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You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
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You're fuckin' salty
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'Cause Young Gerald's balls-deep inside of Halsey

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Your red sweater, your black leather
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You dress better, I rap better
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That a death threat or a love letter?
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Little white toothpick
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Thinks it's over a pic, I just don't like you, prick
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Thanks for dissing me
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Now I had an excuse on the mic to write "Not Alike"
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But really, I don't care who's in the right
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But you're losin' the fight you picked

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Who else want it? Kells — attempt fails! Budden — L's!
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Fuckin' nails in these coffins as soft as Cottonelle
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Killshot, I will not fail, I'm with the Doc still
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But this idiot's boss pops pills 
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And tells him he's got skills

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But, Kells, the day you put out a 
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Hit's the day Diddy admits
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That he put the hit out that got Pac killed, ah!
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I'm sick of you bein' wack
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And still usin' that mothafuckin' Auto-Tune
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So let's talk about it (let's talk about it)
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I'm sick of your mumble rap mouth
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Need to get the cock up out it
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Before we can even talk about it (talk about it)

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I'm sick of your blonde hair and earrings
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Just 'cause you look in the mirror and think
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That you're Marshall Mathers (Marshall Mathers)
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Don't mean you are, and you're not about it
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So just leave my dick in your mouth 
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And keep my daughter out it
 
[OUTRO]
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You fuckin'… oh
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And I'm just playin', Diddy
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You know I love you

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