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Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":2542731,"song":"Lucky You","artist":"Eminem","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/2542731-lucky-you-chords-by-eminem/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/2542731?type=chord","rating":4.70598,"votes":10,"content":"[Intro]\r\n[ch]Bbm[/ch] [ch]Gb[/ch] [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\n\r\n[Chorus 1]\r\n[tab]                               [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nYeah, I done did a lot of things in my day, I admit it[/tab]\r\n[tab]                           [ch]Gb[/ch]                        [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nI don't take back what I say, if I said it then I meant it[/tab]\r\n[tab]                        [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nAll my life I want a Grammy, but I'll prolly never get it[/tab]\r\n[tab]                       [ch]Gb[/ch]                         [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nI ain't never had no trophy or no motherfuckin' ribbon (Yah I said it)[/tab]\r\n[tab]                            [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nFuck the system, I'm that nigga, bend the law, cut the rules[/tab]\r\n[tab]                      [ch]Gb[/ch]                            [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nI'm about to risk it all, I ain't got too much to lose[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]                         [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nY'all been eatin' long enough, it's my turn to cut the food[/tab]\r\n[tab]                             [ch]Gb[/ch]                   [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nPass the plate! Where my drink? This my day, lucky you[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nFuck you too, woo![/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus 2]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nY'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, y'all gotta move[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]                                [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nGive me some room, give me some room, give me the juice[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nHop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]                             [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nY'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nBack on my bullshit, my back to the wall[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nTurn my back on you, all of you finished[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nBack to these bullets, it's back to the job[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nPull my MAC out and all of you runnin'[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nBack on my hood shit, it's back to the pushin'[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nThese packs and I'm actually pumpin'[/tab]\r\n[tab]                        [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nCan't fuck with you rappers, you practically suckin'[/tab]\r\n[tab]                    [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nYou mighta went platinum but that don't mean nothin'[/tab]\r\n[tab]                   [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI'm actually buzzin' this time[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nStraight out the kitchen, I told 'em the oven is mine[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI do not fuck with you guys[/tab]\r\n[tab]                           [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nIf I don't kill you, just know you gon' suffer this time[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI ain't no gangster but I got some bangers[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nSome chains and some blades and a couple of knives[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nChoppers and jammies, a partridge, a pear tree[/tab]\r\n[tab]                      [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nMy twelve days of Christmas was nothin' but lies (Ayy)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI run at you hard like a sumo (Sumo)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nThey say I talk like a chulo (Chulo)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI live in Mars, I'm not Bruno (Woo)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nBitch I'm a dog, call me \"Cujo\" (Rah)[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nYou play your cards, I reverse on you all[/tab]\r\n\r\nAnd I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup)\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]                                     [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nCallate boca mejor, maricon, little puto, and all of you culo (Joyner)[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nThey've invented a level up in the ghetto to get old[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nLookin' for somethin' I prolly can never find now[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nShit get relevant 'til the beef die down[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nIn truth a nigga just really want me tied down[/tab]\r\n[tab]            [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI've been alone and I never needed nobody[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nJust only me and my shotty, I'll tell these niggas to lie down[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nKeep all the money, I never wanted the lifestyle[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nI just pray to God that my son'll be alright now[/tab]\r\n[tab]       [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI said ain't no love for the other side[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nOr anyone who ever want smoke (Joyner)[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]Gb[/ch]                                   [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nWhen I die I'm goin' out as a underdog who never lost hope (Yeah)[/tab]\r\n[tab]             [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nYou in the wrong cab down the wrong path[/tab]\r\n\r\nNigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo)\r\n[tab]        [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nSnakes in the grass tryna slither fast[/tab]\r\n[tab]         [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nI just bought a fuckin' lawn mower (Vroom!)[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus 1]\r\n[tab]               [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI done said a lotta things in my day, I admit it[/tab]\r\n[tab]                       [ch]Gb[/ch]                    [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nThis is payback in a way, I regret it that I did it[/tab]\r\n[tab]                     [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI done won a couple Grammys, but I sold my soul to get 'em[/tab]\r\n[tab]                      [ch]Fm[/ch]\r\nWasn't in it for the trophies, just the fuckin' recognition[/tab]\r\n\r\nFuck's the difference?\r\n[tab]         [ch]F[/ch]\r\nI'm that cracker, bend the law, fuck the rules[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nMan I used to risk it all, now I got too much to lose[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nI've been eatin' long enough, man my stomach should be full[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nI just ate, licked the plate, my buffet, lucky me[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nFuck you think? (Woo!)[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI got a couple of mansions[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nStill I don't have any manners[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nYou got a couple of ghost writers[/tab]\r\n[tab]                [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nBut to these kids it don't actually matter[/tab]\r\n[tab]           [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nThey're askin' me, \"What the fuck happened to hip-hop?\"[/tab]\r\n[tab]    [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI said, \"I don't have any answers.\"[/tab]\r\n[tab]                  [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\n'Cause I took an L when I dropped my last album[/tab]\r\n[tab]                  [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nIt hurt me like hell but I'm back on these rappers[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nAnd actually comin' from humble beginnings[/tab]\r\n[tab]                   [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI'm somewhat uncomfortable winning[/tab]\r\n[tab]                 [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI wish I could say, \"What a wonderful feeling!\"[/tab]\r\n[tab]                           [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\n\"We're on the upswing like we're punchin' the ceiling!\"[/tab]\r\n[tab]                   [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nBut nothin' is feeling like anyone has any fuckin' ability[/tab]\r\n\r\nTo even stick to a subject, it's killin' me\r\n[tab]    [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nThe inability to pen humility[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nHa-ta-ta ba-ta-ta, why don't we make a bunch of[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nFuckin' songs about nothin' and mumble 'em?[/tab]\r\n[tab]  [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nFuck it, I'm goin' for the jugular[/tab]\r\n[tab]          [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nShit is a circus, you clowns that are comin' up[/tab]\r\n[tab]               [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nDon't give an ounce of a motherfuck[/tab]\r\n[tab]                         [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nAbout the ones that were here before you that made rap[/tab]\r\n[tab]                                      [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nLet's recap, way back, MC's that wreak havoc on tape decks[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nADAT's, where the G Raps and Kanes at?[/tab]\r\n[tab]                 [ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nWe need 3 Stacks ASAP and bring Masta Ace back[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]                               [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\n'Cause half of these rappers have brain damage[/tab]\r\n[tab] [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nAll the lean rappin', face tats, syruped out like tree sap[/tab]\r\n[tab]              [ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nI don't hate trap, and I don't wanna seem mad[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nBut in fact, where the old me at? The same cat[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]\r\nThat would take that feedback and aim back, I need that[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nBut I think it's inevitable[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nThey know what button to press or what lever to pull[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nTo get me to snap though (Lil' bitch)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nAnd if I pay it attention I'm probably makin' it bigger[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nBut you've been takin' ya dicks in the fuckin' back, ho (Get it?)[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nOn the brink, any minute got me thinkin' of finishin'[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nEverything with acetaminophen and reapin' the benefits[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI'm asleep at the wheel again[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nAs I peak into thinkin' about an evil intent[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nOf another beat I'ma kill again[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\n'Cause even if I gotta end up eatin' a pill again[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nEven ketamine or methamphetamine with the minithin[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nIt better be at least 70 to 300 milligram[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nAnd I might as well 'cause I'ma end up bein' a villain again[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nLevels to this shit, I got an elevator[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nYou could never say to me I'm not a fuckin' record breaker[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI sound like a broken record every time I break a record[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nNobody could ever take away the legacy I made, I never cater[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nMotherfucker, now I got a right to be this way[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI got spite inside my DNA[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nBut I wrote 'til the wheels fall off,[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nI'm workin' tirelessly, ayy[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nIt's the moment y'all been waitin' for[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nLike California wishin' rain to pour[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nIn that drought, y'all been prayin' for[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nMy downfall from the 8 Mile to the Southpaw[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nStill the same Marshall, that outlaw[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nThat they say as a writer might've fell off[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]\r\nI'm back on that bull like the cowboy[/tab]\r\n\r\n[Chorus 3]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nSo y'all gotta move (Yeah),[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\ny'all gotta move (Yeah), y'all gotta move[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]                                [ch]F[/ch]\r\nGive me some room, give me some room, give me the juice[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Bbm[/ch]\r\nHop out the coupe, hop out the coupe, hop out and shoot[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Gb[/ch]                             [ch]F[/ch]\r\nY'all gotta move, y'all gotta move, give me the juice[/tab]","plain_text":"[Intro]\nBbm Gb Fm\n\n[Chorus 1]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus 2]\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 1]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nAnd I might just draw 4 like a Uno (Bup)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nNigga, wrong way, wrong road (Woo, woo)\n\n\n\n[Chorus 1]\n\n\n\n\n\nFuck's the difference?\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Verse 2]\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nTo even stick to a subject, it's killin' me\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n[Chorus 3]","chords":["Bbm","Gb","Fm","F","G"],"chord_diagrams":{"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"Fm":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,1,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,1,1,1]}}}