EMINEM – Guilty Conscience 2 Piano Chords and Guitar Chords

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This song is from the album The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce)(2024), released on 12 July 2024. The vocals are by Eminem, the music is produced by FredWreck, Dem Jointz,, and the lyrics are written by Eminem, Luis Resto,.
This song is originally in the key of E Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 82 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Eminem,
Producer: FredWreck, Dem Jointz, ,
Writer: Eminem, Luis Resto,,

 
Original Key: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 82
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
 Em
 Welp, we did it now
 Em
 I know, right?
 Em
 It's beautiful, ain't it?
 Em
 Yeah, you happy now, bitch?
 Em
 Yep
 Em
 Alright, you got what you wanted
 Em
 Yeah, what?
 Em
 Let me go
 Em
 Ha, never

 [VERSE] 
 Em
 Why does it feel like I'm always being tortured?
 Em
 The bad apple spoils the whole orchard
 Em
 Used to read comic books to learn more words
 Em
 'Cause deep down, I'm a dork, just a core nerd
 Em
 Meaning nerd to the core 'til I'm cornered
 Em
 Then I'm the coroner
 Em
 What shot is this? First, second, it's your third
 Em
 Vision is more blurred
 Em
 Speech is more slurred
 Em
 Can't even form words
 Em
 It's likе a dream up inside of a dream I'm trappеd in
 Em
 It's worse than I could've imagined, it's madness
 Em
 Can't wake up, try my damnedest, but old habits are coming back
 Em
 And now transgenders attack us, frontwards and backwards
 Em
 They laughin', throw midgets at us (Ha)
 Em
 This ain't no dream now, huh? See what I mean now?
 Em
 You see how they tryna make me out 
 Em
 to be some kind of mean vile obscene, foul prick?
 Em
 I kick one freestyle 'bout beating 
 Em
 down a special needs child and these people freak out (Timmy)
 Em
 Told you we'd get slaughtered for sayin', "Retarded"
 Em
 Aw, Marshall's gaining a conscience (Fuck you)
 Em
 This may come as a shock or have you astonished, regardless
 Em
 Here's the thing 'bout retarded people (What?)
 Em
 They don't fucking know they're retarded
 Em
 Well, okay, you wanna fat shame
 Em
 Bitch, two can play that game (What?)
 Em
 You wanna judge people? (Yeah)
 Em
 Matter of fact, ain't you the same one who hated bullies 
 Em
 calling you bad names? (Yep)
 Em
 Then you turned around and did the exact same (So?)
 Em
 Just immature and literally
 Em
 You're still mentally
 Em
 Thirteen and still thirsty for some controversy
 Em
 You still picking on Christopher Reeves
 Em
 Yeah, but you're me
 Em
 And we're a team
 Em
 So that means, we're in cahoots
 Em
 That's conspiracy to commit murder lyrically
 Em
 So clearly, you're the accessory like jewelry
 Em
 You ain't the judge or the jury, you're just as guilty
 Em
 You rip on paraplegics, man, seriously?
 Em
 Oh, bitch, it's a joke
 Em
 No, it's not, it's embarrassing (What?)
 Em
 Like David Carradine found with a pair of jeans 
 Em
 at his ankles and belt 'round his larynx
 Em
 I know, it's a scary scene
 Em
 They're coming with everythingLittle people are trolling me (Ha)
 Em
 They saying they've had it (What?) up to here with me
 Em
 Oh, hilarity (Come on)
 Em
 Nah, do your thing
 Em
 Fuck deaf people, yeah
 Em
 Well, between me and you
 Em
 I think they've had it up to here with me too (What the fuck?)
 Em
 Sorry I'm not perfect as you, Marshall
 Em
 Punching down on little people (Yeah), not cool (Whoops)
 Em
 You just sound like a dick, wait, nah, fool (What?)
 Em
 When I say, "Fuck midgets," I mean Ja Rule (Oh)
 Em
 And I know that Chris Reeves song was recorded in 2004 for Encore (Yeah)
 Em
 Fuck'd you take it off for?
 Em
 'Cause he died, man, that motherfucker 
 Em
 did that bullshit on purpose to ruin the song for us (Man)
 Em
 Man, I never seen a bigger pussy than you
 Em
 Bitch, look at all the shit the media's puttin' me through (What?)
 Em
 'Cause of all the fuck shit that you pushed me to do (Me?)
 Em
 Should've knew when I found you, you were just too good to be true (Hmm)
 Em
 That's how we end up in these quagmires
 Em
 You said you had my back, liar
 Em
 But I helped you get your stacks higher (Yeah)
 Em
 That's diamond sales like sapphires
 Em
 Rap buyers, admires pack lines of admirers
 Em
 Now they say you lack ire
 Em
 That's why your satire backfires (Yeah)
 Em
 Flat tires, no longer that guy you were prior to this
 Em
 Yeah, and I scare you 'cause (Why?) I'm who you used to be (Who?)
 Em
 The you who didn't crumble under the scrutiny (Wait, what?)
 Em
 When it was you and me (Yeah)
 Em
 I gave you power to use me as an excuse to be evil (I know)
 Em
 You created me to say everything you didn't have the balls to say (Yep)
 Em
 What you were thinking but in a more diabolic way
 Em
 You fed me pills and a bottle of alcohol a day (Okay)
 Em
 Made me too strong for you and lost control of me (You're right)
 Em
 I took over you totally
 
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 Em
 You were socially awkward 'til you molded me (Yeah)
 Em
 You was a loner, a nobody
 Em
 'Cause of me, you didn't take shit from nobody
 Em
 Now look at you (What?)
 Em
 Now you just a punk (Man), little scaredy cat (Word)
 Em
 Got you shook like Shakira's ass (Yeah)
 Em
 To look at your reflection staring back
 Em
 Bitch, it's just a mirror, relax
 Em
 Man, you're so full of shit, you need MiraLAX
 Em
 Open your mouth and shit flies out, just lies
 Em
 You thinkin' you can rip my ass, undo these zipties
 Em
 You can just undo my feet and keep my hands tied
 Em
 'Cause like an avalanche, I'd still win by a landside
 Em
 Oh, you think so, bitch? Yeah, I know so
 Em
 Okay, your hands and feet, I let 'em both go
 Em
 Yeah, fuck now, ho, give me that gun, no, don't
 Em
 Rear naked choke hold, let me go, yo
 Em
 Here, take it, bozo (Yeah)
 Em
 Weird bait, you homo (You ready?)
 Em
 No, don't shoot (Here we go)
 Em
 Bro, no, no
 Em
 Now say you're sorry and you didn't mean any of it
 Em
 I'm sorry Marshall's a pussy, he's Dre and Jimmy's puppet (What?)
 Em
 Sorry he gives a fuck, but pretends he doesn't
 Em
 God, you piece of shit, that does it (Uh oh, wait)
 Em
 Yeah, bitch, this is for him (What?)
 Em
 Christopher, MGK, Nick, and for Limp Bizkit and them
 Em
 Midgets and Ben— (Man, please)
 Em
 'Zino, in addition to him
 Em
 Will Smith and to Canibus, if you're listening, 
 Em
 this is the end (Okay, okay, I'll stop)
 Em
 So to Jamar and Ja Rule and to all
 Em
 My feuds including ma (What?)
 Em
 I'm welcoming you to my (No, no)
 Em
 Last hoorah, I bid you goodbye (Come on, man, don't do this)
 Em
 Murder suicide
 Em
 Killshot, booyaka, cock sucker
 Em
 Coup de grâce, motherfucker

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 [OUTRO]
 Em
 Oh, woah, what the fuck?
 Em
 Come on, come on, come on, come on
 Em
 Yeah?
 Em
 Paul
 Em
 You're not gonna fucking believe this, bro
 Em
 I had this dream, it was fucking crazy
 Em
 It was like, the old me came back and the new me
 Em
 And took over my brain and had me saying all this fucked up shit
 Em
 About little people and Caitlyn Jenner and
 Em
 PC police were chasing me
 Em
 And fucking Gen Z was tryna kill me
 Em
 And quadriplegics
 Em
 And Christopher Reeves
 Em
 And I was saying all this fucked up shit
 Em
 And I couldn't stop saying it
 Em
 And then I wake and it was like I was still dreaming
 Em
 Fuck you
 Em
 Wait
 Em
 Haha

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