Intro
Eminem]
Fm
Yeah
G#
You know, I've been around for a while now
A#m Cm
Not sure if I have much left to prove
Fm
Yeah I do, haha
[Verse 1: Eminem]
Fm
I look at me now, I'm thinkin', "Damn"
G#
How proud of me I am
Fm
What I did is nothin' to sneeze at
Even if your allergies are bad
A#m
I'm up in a balcony in France
Cm
I look around, I see the fans
Fm
How they surround me in the stands
Probably could drown in a sea of hands
Fm
They're hollerin', "Shady" ("Shady")
G# Fm
Yelling it out to me and that's what I mean when I say
A#m
That one day someway, somehow, if I get the chance to get a crowd
Cm
I'd flip it around and have a crowd give me the chants
Fm
(I've done it all, man)
But in actuality, I haven't, yet
[Chorus: Sly Pyper & Eminem, Sly Pyper]
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been (My only question is)
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been
[Verse 2: Eminem]
Fm
Got no time for no haters in this ditch
G#
Or toleration for this stuff
Fm
But like medication, my dedication
And the time it takes to do this stuff
A#m Cm
Reminds me of how an overcrowded hospital waiting room'll get
Fm
What I mean is maybe I have more patience (patients) than I'm able to admit
Fm G#
Yeah, but I'm still mentally stable as a three-legged table in this ditch
Fm
Fame was a switch, but I was grateful to trade this stuff for the trailer with a hitch
A#m
That it would make me a raving lunatic
Cm Fm
But I made it through my situation, I hit pay dirt
Now I get paper like a stapler in this ditch
Fm
But just 'cause I made a little bit of change
G#
Don't mean I've changed a little bit
Fm
Brain full of wit, dangerous, can't extinguish this English language when it's lit
A#m
And I'm just berating you with it, it's Shady 'til I'm eighty-two
Cm Fm
I'll spit this crazy, even Dre, he knows (nose) I'ma blow
Better get the handkerchief again, haha
[Chorus: Sly Pyper & Eminem]
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been (Know I talk about this stuff a lot, my only question is)
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been
[Bridge: Sly Pyper & Eminem]
Fm
Oh, now what am I gonna do?
Can't nothing hold me, I'm on the loose
G#
Born a winner, damn, it's so hard to lose
Fm
I can do it even when I'm tryin' to
A#m
When my record flops, it still go through the roof
This atmosphere's for a chosen few
Cm Fm
Who was on they grind makin' money moves
And you ain't gon' get there if you watered-down
Fm
You gotta take shots with a hundred proof (Check it out)
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Fm
Been in survival mode
G# Fm
Since a five year old, it was I alone
Since my trike was stole, spiral notebook and microphone
A#m
But lookin' back how bad it was then
Cm
If it hadn't been for the pad and the pen
Fm
Addict mom and deadbeat dad
I wouldn't have had the savage within
Fm
Havin' to win every single battle I'm in
G#
All I ever wanted was to be an emcee
Fm
Tediously I wrote obediently, believing in me
A#m
EPMD must've had teachin' degrees
Cm
Learned to defeat enemies with the ink, thinkin' of these rhymes
Fm
Would be as Fazy as E
And graffiti would be like remedial readin' to me (Yeah)
Fm
'Til my last breath leaves my lungs
G#
I'ma beat my drum (Yeah) for the streets I'm from (Yeah)
Fm
The East side slums (Yeah), gotta remind 'em (Yeah)
I'll take a foe out (Yeah), like fee-fi-fum
A#m
You see my finger (What?), you see my thumb (What?)
Cm
You see my fist, screw a peace pipe, I'm (What?)
Fm
Here for the smoke but it's not the weed I want (What?)
With this beat I brung for the beef I've come (Woo)
Fm
But you better bring it if you wanna reply from
G# Fm
'Cause for you to be lyrically inclined, it'd be a steep climb up
That'll be an uphill battle
A#m
But I'm up like your feet in a recliner
Cm Fm
And I think I'm about to go out on a limb like a tree climber
Time to push my ceiling higher 'cause
[Chorus: Sly Pyper & Eminem]
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been (For the last time, my only question is)
Fm G#
Where am I supposed to go from here? (Woah-oh-oh) Hey
Fm
Really I have no idea (All I know is, all)
A#m
All I know is every time I think I hit my ceiling (Yeah, oh)
Cm Fm
I go higher than I've ever really been (Damn)