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Eminem – Marsh chords
[Intro] Cm My name is Marsh and this world, I'm out of it (Out of it) Cm 'Cause with all this A-B-C shit, I'm starting to sound like ALF a bit Cm Ha, I kill me, this medicine's counterfeit Cm I was mislead by the sound of it, how am I gonna get turnt up on this Valium shit? (Yeah) [Verse 1] Cm Checked in at the Royal Garden Cm To chill and avoid my problems Cm Until paranoia caused me Cm To feel like I'm going bonkers Cm For real, think my toilet's talkin' Cm I spilled like, like forty bottles Cm Of pills, think your boy is startin' Cm To feel like a spoiled carton of milk Cm 'Cause it just occurred Cm My girl's cheatin', I'm kickin' that fucking bitch to the curb Cm But the word "fucking" ain't meant to be a descriptive word Cm The type of bitch she is, ain't no adjective, it's a verb Cm Ho thinks her snatch is magical Cm But that's how she attracts men, though Cm Traps 'em and attack similar to an actual arachnid Cm Or a vaginal tarantula or black widow Cm In fact, it'll be nothin' to throw that lil' bitch with a capital B out the back window Cm Of the black Cadillac limo like a whack demo Cm When I'm strapped, when I spit rapid, like a ratchet Cm A halfwit, I'll aim at, then I'll Cm Been fire bitch, I can outrap Reynolds Cm A pad and pen'll be great, but a napkin'll do Cm Return of the whack sicko Cm Head spinnin' like Invisibl Skratch Piklz Cm Yeah, Shady's back, see the bat signal Cm It's time to go bat shit, like you accidentally ate a Louisville slugger and crapped it Cm I'd like to introduce myself Cm Hi there, bitch... [Chorus] Cm My name is Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world) Cm S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit) Cm Call me extra, extraterrestrial Cm Extra, extra, extraterrestrial (Skrrt, yeah) [Verse 2] Cm I could keep beefin', fuck is the point? Cm I could make it really difficult for motherfuckers to come to Detroit Cm If you're still looking for smoke, I already gave you an L Cm I'd rather just see you in Hell, but I should get Puff on the joint (Diddy) Cm Wait, run it back, I said give you an L, inhale Cm Puff on the joint, I am the blunt you avoid Cm Used to get jumped for my ProWings Cm When I was growing up they said a Slinky's a wonderful toy Cm My mother thought I was such a fun little boy Cm "Oh, what a bundle of joy" Cm Until the morning she suffered a punch in the groin Cm From a tantrum I was throwing Cm Like a motherfuckin' disgruntled employee Cm I don't cut the beat 'til I fuckin' destroy it Cm Once I get going, rain, thunder, it's storming Cm Puddles are forming, I hear somebody's voice Cm In my head, say it's still a dream Cm Then he said kill emcees Cm Trippie Redd, with pills and lean Cm Sipping meds in the limousine Cm Getting head, guillotine [Chorus] Cm My name’s Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world) Cm S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit) Cm Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah) Cm Extra, extra, extraterrestrial [Verse 3] Cm Yeah Cm So all of y'all can just suck a penis (Suck a penis) Cm I'll do the opposite (I'll do the opposite) Cm Eat you pussies like cunnilingus (Like cunnilingus) Cm There ain't no stoppin' it (There ain't no stoppin' it) Cm They say I'm such a genius (They say I'm such a genius) Cm When that Kamikaze hit (When that Kamikaze hit) Cm Now they call me "butterfingers" (They call me "butterfingers") Cm 'Cause I just keep droppin' shit (I just keep droppin' shit) Cm You wanna butt heads? Shut up, Beavis, haha Cm I got your bitch with her butt out Cm I'm hittin' a lick 'cause she stickin' her tongue out (Bitch) Cm You got no hitters, you might be pitchin' a shut out Cm She 'bout to give up the dugout (Yeah) Cm I should just live in a nuthouse Cm Right now, I live in an igloo (Yeah) Cm And I'm not chillin' the fuck out Cm Treat you like a stepparent, does to a stepchild with red hair and Cm Plus I get dough like Ed Sheeran, so call me the ginger bread man Cm I'm a stan of Redman, X-Clan and I'm a Treach fan Cm But I look up to myself (Yeah) Cm Like a fucking headstand (Yeah) Cm So why, w-w-why else would I call myself an alien? Cm How could I hit a dry spell? (Yeah), I'm named after the wetlands [Chorus] Cm I'm Marsh and, I'm out this world (This world) Cm S on my chest (Superman) like it's plural (It's lit) Cm Call me extra, extraterrestrial (Yeah) Cm My name is Marsh and, my name is, my name is Cm My name is Marsh X