Eminem - Bad Meets Evil chords

This is basically the chords that I play when I play this on the piano, so I converted 
it to guitar and it sounds pretty much the same. Hope you guys like it and message me if 
you think I should change anything.

Standard Tuning.

(feat. Bruno Mars)

[Bruno Mars]
C EmThis oneís for you and me, living out our dreams
Am FWeíre all right where we should be
C EmLift my arms out wide I open my eyes
Am FAnd now all I wanna see
C EmIs a sky full of lighters
Am FA sky full of lighters
(Basically those four chords repeat throughout the whole song, even through the rap parts if you really wanted to play them through the rap. I'm not gonna post everything else down because if you play to the song then you'll just realize where the chord changes occur.) [Eminem] By the time you hear this I will have already spiralled up I would never do nothing to let you cowards fuck my world up If I was you, I would duck, or get struck like lightening, Fighters keep fighting, put your lighters up, point emí skyward uh Had a dream I was king, I woke up, still kingÖ This rap gameís nipple is mine for the milking, Till nobody else even fucking feels me, tillí it kills me I swear to god Iíll be the fucking illest in this music There is or there ever will be, disagree? Feel free, but from now on Iím refusing to ever give up The only thing I ever gaveís using no more excuses Excuse me if my head is too big for this building And pardon me if Iím a cocky prick but you cocks are slick Poppin shit on how you flipped ya life around, crock-o-shit Who you dicks try to kid, flipped dick, you did the opposite You stayed the same, cause cock backwards is still cock you pricks I love it when I tell em shove it Cause it wasnít that long ago when Marshall sat, luster lacked, lustered Cuz he couldnít cut mustard, muster up nothing Brain fuzzy, cause heís buzziní, woke up from that buzz Now you wonder why he does it, how he does it Wasnít cause he had buzzards circle around his head Waiting for him to drop dead, was it? Or was it, cause them bitches wrote him off Little hussy ass, cause fuck it, guess it doesnít matter now, does it What difference it make? What it take to get it through your thick skulls As if this ain't some bullshit People donít usually come back this way From a place that was dark as I was in Just to get to this place Now let these words be like a switch blade to a haters rib cage And let it be known from this day forward I wanna just say thanks cause your hate is what gave me the strength So let em bicís raise cause I came with 5í9′ but I feel like Iím 6í8″ [Bruno Mars] This oneís for you and me, living out our dreams Weíre all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters [Royce Da 5'9"] By the time you hear this Iíll probably already be outtie I advance like going from toting iron to going and buying 4 or 5 of the homies the iron man Audi My daddy told me slow down, boy, you goin to blow it And I ain't gotta stop the beat a minute To tell Shady I love him the same way that he did Dr Dre on the Chronic Tell him how real he is or how high I am Or how I would kill for him for him to know it I cried plenty tears, my daddy got a bad back So itís only right that I right till he can march right into that post office and tell em to hang it up Now his careerís Lebronís jersey in 20 years Iíll stop when Iím at the very top You shitted on me on your way up Itís íbout to be a scary drop Cause what goes up must come down You going down on something you donít wanna see like a hairy box Every hour, happy hour now Life is wacky now Used to have to eat the cat to get the pussy Now Iím just the cats meooww, ow Classic cow, always down for the catch weight like Pacquiao Yaíll are doomed I remember when T-Pain ain't wanna work with me My car starts itself, parks itself and autotunes Cause now Iím in the Aston I went from having my city locked up To getting treated like Kwame Kilpatrick And now Iím fantastic Compared to a weed high And yíall niggas just gossipiní like bitches on a radio and TV See me, we fly Yíall buggin out like Wendy Williams staring at a bee-hive And how real is that I remember signing my first deal and now Iím the second best I can deal with that Now Bruno can show his ass, without the MTV awards gag [Bruno Mars] You and I know what itís like to be kicked down Forced to fight But tonight weíre alright So hold up your light Let it shine Cause this oneís for you and me, living out our dreams Weíre all right where we should be Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes And now all I wanna see Is a sky full of lighters A sky full of lighters
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