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