{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":962971,"song":"No Love","artist":"Eminem","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/962971-no-love-chords-by-eminem/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/962971?type=chord","rating":4.64429,"votes":22,"content":"[tab]--| No Love |--| Eminem |--| Chords |--| Elias Landin |--[/tab]\r\n\r\n\r\nTuning: Half-Step Down\r\nEb, Ab, Db, Gb, Bb, Eb\r\n\r\n[ Also sounds good with bar chords. ]\r\n\r\n[ch]Am[/ch]: x02210\r\n[ch]C[/ch]:  x32010\r\n[ch]Em[/ch]: 022000\r\n[ch]G[/ch]:  320033\r\n\r\nChords Used Thoughout Whole Song:\r\n\r\n[ch]Am[/ch] - [ch]C[/ch] - [ch]Em[/ch] - [ch]G[/ch]\r\n\r\n[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]\r\nThrow dirt on me and grow a wildflower\r\nBut it's \"fuck the world\", get a child out her\r\nYeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her\r\nBeen to hell and back, I can show you vouchers\r\nI'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour\r\nMarried to the game but she broke her vows\r\nThat's why my bars are full of broken bottles\r\nAnd my night stands are full of open Bibles\r\nI think about more than I forget\r\nBut I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat\r\nAnd these ***** know I lay them down, make their bed\r\nBitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg\r\nMoney outweighing problems on the triple beam\r\nI'm sticking to the script, you ***** skipping scenes\r\nBe good or be good at it\r\nFucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic\r\nYeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's \"fuck what they say\"\r\nI'm high as a bitch: up, up and away\r\nMan, I come down in a couple of days\r\nOK, you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode\r\nI got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code\r\nIt's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode\r\nAll about my dough but I don't even check the peephole\r\nSo you can keep knocking but won't knock me down\r\nNo love lost, no love found\r\n\r\n[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]\r\nIt's a little too late to say that you're sorry now\r\nYou kicked me when I was down\r\nFuck what you say, just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)\r\nThat's right bitch: and I don't need you, don't want to see you\r\nBitch you get (no love)\r\nYou show me nothing but hate\r\nYou ran me into the ground\r\nBut what comes around goes around\r\nI don't need you (don't hurt me)\r\nYou (don't hurt me no more)\r\nThat's right, and I don't need you, don't want to see you\r\nYou get (no love)\r\nBitch you get (no love)\r\nAnd I don't need you\r\nGet [ch]Em[/ch]\r\n\r\n[Verse 2 - Eminem]\r\nI'm alive again\r\nMore alive than I have been in my whole entire life\r\nI can see these people's ears perk up as I begin\r\nTo spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most\r\nShit's finna get thick again\r\nThey say the competition is stiff\r\nBut I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in\r\nI ain't never giving in again\r\nCuss into the wind, complete freedom\r\nLook at these rappers, how I treat them\r\nSo why the fuck would I join them when I beat them\r\nThey call me a freak because\r\nI like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them\r\nMan get these whack cocksuckers off stage\r\nWhere the fuck is Kanye when you need him?\r\nSnatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute\r\nYeah the rap is tight\r\nBut I'm fucking with the greatest verse of all time\r\nSo you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um\r\nScribble out them rhymes you were going to spit\r\nAnd start over from scratch and write new ones\r\nBut I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference\r\nWhen I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight\r\nIt's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump\r\nIn the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow\r\nSet fire to the mic and ignite the crowd\r\nYou can see the sparks from hot metal\r\nCold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game\r\nI so started to rock fellow\r\nWhen I'm not even in my harshest\r\nYou can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow\r\nTil I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop\r\nI'm standing on my Monopoly board\r\nThat means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop\r\nTil my hip don't hop anymore\r\nWhen you so good that you can't say it\r\nBecause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore\r\nPeople just get sick cause you spit\r\nThese fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore\r\nAnd you can never break my stride\r\nYou never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow\r\nYou'll never take my pride\r\nKilling the flow, slow venom and the opponent\r\nIs getting no mercy, mark my words\r\nAin't letting up, relentless\r\nI smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell\r\nWhere was you when I fell and needed help up?\r\nYou get no love","plain_text":"Tuning: Half-Step Down\nEb, Ab, Db, Gb, Bb, Eb\n\n[ Also sounds good with bar chords. ]\n\nAm: x02210\nC:  x32010\nEm: 022000\nG:  320033\n\nChords Used Thoughout Whole Song:\n\nAm - C - Em - G\n\n[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]\nThrow dirt on me and grow a wildflower\nBut it's \"fuck the world\", get a child out her\nYeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her\nBeen to hell and back, I can show you vouchers\nI'm rolling Sweets, I'm smoking sour\nMarried to the game but she broke her vows\nThat's why my bars are full of broken bottles\nAnd my night stands are full of open Bibles\nI think about more than I forget\nBut I don't go around fire expecting not to sweat\nAnd these ***** know I lay them down, make their bed\nBitches try to kick me while I'm down: I'll break your leg\nMoney outweighing problems on the triple beam\nI'm sticking to the script, you ***** skipping scenes\nBe good or be good at it\nFucking right I've got my gun, semi-Cartermatic\nYeah, put a dick in their mouth, so I guess it's \"fuck what they say\"\nI'm high as a bitch: up, up and away\nMan, I come down in a couple of days\nOK, you want me up in the cage, then I'll come out in beast mode\nI got this world stuck in the safe, combination is the G-code\nIt's Weezy motherfucker, blood gang and I'm in bleed mode\nAll about my dough but I don't even check the peephole\nSo you can keep knocking but won't knock me down\nNo love lost, no love found\n\n[Hook - Eminem & Lil Wayne]\nIt's a little too late to say that you're sorry now\nYou kicked me when I was down\nFuck what you say, just (don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more)\nThat's right bitch: and I don't need you, don't want to see you\nBitch you get (no love)\nYou show me nothing but hate\nYou ran me into the ground\nBut what comes around goes around\nI don't need you (don't hurt me)\nYou (don't hurt me no more)\nThat's right, and I don't need you, don't want to see you\nYou get (no love)\nBitch you get (no love)\nAnd I don't need you\nGet Em\n\n[Verse 2 - Eminem]\nI'm alive again\nMore alive than I have been in my whole entire life\nI can see these people's ears perk up as I begin\nTo spaz with the pen, I'm a little bit sicker than most\nShit's finna get thick again\nThey say the competition is stiff\nBut I get a hard dick from this shit, now stick it in\nI ain't never giving in again\nCuss into the wind, complete freedom\nLook at these rappers, how I treat them\nSo why the fuck would I join them when I beat them\nThey call me a freak because\nI like to spit on these pussies fore I eat them\nMan get these whack cocksuckers off stage\nWhere the fuck is Kanye when you need him?\nSnatch the mic from him, bitch I'mma let you finish in a minute\nYeah the rap is tight\nBut I'm fucking with the greatest verse of all time\nSo you might want to go back to the lab tonight and um\nScribble out them rhymes you were going to spit\nAnd start over from scratch and write new ones\nBut I'm afraid that it ain't gonna make no difference\nWhen I rip this stage and tear it in half tonight\nIt's an adrenaline rush to feel the bass thump\nIn the place all the way to the parking lot, fellow\nSet fire to the mic and ignite the crowd\nYou can see the sparks from hot metal\nCold-hearted from the day I Bogarted the game\nI so started to rock fellow\nWhen I'm not even in my harshest\nYou can still get roasted because Marsh is not mellow\nTil I'm toppling from the top I'm not going to stop\nI'm standing on my Monopoly board\nThat means I'm on top of my game and it don't stop\nTil my hip don't hop anymore\nWhen you so good that you can't say it\nBecause it ain't even cool for you to sound cocky anymore\nPeople just get sick cause you spit\nThese fools can't drool or dribble a drop anymore\nAnd you can never break my stride\nYou never slow the momentum at any moment I'm about to blow\nYou'll never take my pride\nKilling the flow, slow venom and the opponent\nIs getting no mercy, mark my words\nAin't letting up, relentless\nI smell blood, I don't give a fuck: keep giving them hell\nWhere was you when I fell and needed help up?\nYou get no love","chords":["Eb","Ab","Db","Gb","Bb","Am","C","Em","G"],"chord_diagrams":{"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]}}}