I Will

I Will madadaling guitar chords ni Eminem, Royce Da 5'9", Joell Ortiz And Kxng Crooked

N/A
Gitara
Pag-tune

E A D G B E

Capo

Walang capo

Capo

I-transpose

0

Capo

  • Dm

  • A

  • Dm

  • A

    • Verse 1
    And 
    I don't think 
    that I can 
    stop 
    it, 

    here 
    it comes 

    I do my 
    best 
    to try 
    to block 
    it, 
    redrum 

    I've 
    been sipping 
    on like, 
    vodka, 

    head's 
    numb 

    I'm blacking 
    out, 
    you better 
    watch 
    it, 

    it's bedlam 

    Verse 2
    I thought I 
    heard 
    a voice 
    in my 
    head that 
    said, 

    "Kill" 

    I had 
    no other 
    choice 

    that was 
    left 
    except 
    fill 

    My 
    pencil 
    full 
    of poisonous 

    lead, the 
    devil 

    He wants 
    me 
    to murder 

    this 
    beat, so 
    I 
    will 

    He told 
    me there 
    are doubters 

    who question 
    my 
    skill 

    They wanna 
    put my 
    style 
    to the test, 

    am I 
    still 

    The best? 
    They want 
    the crown 
    on my 
    head, 

    I said, 
    "Chill 

    If you want 
    me 
    to murder 
    this 
    beat, 

    then I 
    will" 

    I'm a 
    long way 
    away 
    from where 
    you are 
    in skill 

    Verse 3
    Foreign 

    wheels, 

    my bitch 
    wearin' 
    four 
    inch 
    heels 

    She on 
    the orange 
    pill 

    And she 
    about 
    to start 
    takin' 
    off 

    layers 
    like 
    orange 
    peels 

    Sacha 
    Baron 
    Cohen, 
    Ferrell, 

    where 
    am I 
    going 
    with this? 

    Oh yeah, 
    I bar 
    at will 

    And when 
    you throw the 
    iron 
    in 
    it, 

    I'm all 
    that still 

    The truth 
    for 
    real, 

    I'm real 
    true, 
    call 
    that trill 

    This 
    is my 
    house, this 
    place 
    is mine 

    Posted 
    on 
    any corner 

    on any 
    coast 
    I'm on 

    You 
    niggas 
    need to leave 
    that 
    lean, 

    Henny, and 
    coke 
    alone 

    Terror 
    to 
    the business, 

    married 
    to 
    the strippers, 
    T-Pain 

    Student 
    Student 
    of the game 
    pre-Kane, 

    you 
    you niggas 
    Post 
    Malone 

    Elite 
    beatboxer minus 
    the 
    raps 

    Rollin' 
    with 
    at least 
    three 
    choppers, 

    Ryan 
    is that 

    I literally 
    keep 
    three 
    shottas 

    I'm lyrically 
    James 
    Todd, 

    Tariq Trotter 
    minus 
    the cap 

    Verse 4
    I thought I heard 
    a voice 
    in my 
    head that 
    said, 

    "Kill" 

    I had 
    no other 
    choice 

    that was 
    left 
    except 
    fill 

    My 
    pencil 
    full 
    of poisonous 

    lead, the 
    devil 

    He wants 
    me 
    to murder 

    this 
    beat, so 
    I 
    will 

    He told 
    me there 
    are doubters 

    who question 
    my 
    skill 

    They wanna 
    put my 
    style 
    to the test, 

    am I 
    still 

    The best? 
    They want 
    the crown 
    on my 
    head, 

    I said, 
    "Chill 

    If you want 
    me 
    to murder 
    this 
    beat, 

    then I 
    will" 

    Verse 5
    Manslaughter 
    goons 
    under the 
    moonlight 

    John 
    Wilkes, 

    that's 
    who 
    I'm in the 
    booth 
    like 

    Ay, 
    bruh, I go 
    ham for 
    dead 

    presidents 

    And everything 
    I 
    record 
    is over 

    your head 
    like 
    a boom 
    mic 

    Why 
    would 
    you 
    irrelevant 
    fucks 

    wanna 
    rebel 
    against 
    us 

    Knowing 
    your Smith 
    & Wesson 

    has never 
    been 
    clutched? 

    Knowing 
    you 
    never been 
    rushed 
    by 

    the most 
    ignorant 
    niggas 
    invented 

    The 
    nigga 
    that'll 
    send 
    you to the 
    dentist 
    to get 

    a whole 
    row 
    of elephant 
    tusks 

    Your teeth 
    gone 
    like 
    you been 
    on some 

    meth 
    and some dust 
    forever 

    I see 
    you, 
    my niggas 
    call 

    me the enemy 
    watcher 

    The 
    minute 
    we spot 
    ya, 
    the semi'll pop, 

    nigga, 
    we got 
    ya 

    I'm livin' 
    to conquer, 
    remember 
    the mantra, 

    I'm grippin' 
    the launcher 

    Like Em 
    and the Doctor, 

    with no 
    guilty 
    conscience 

    I'm still 
    shockin' 
    like 
    droppin' 
    a 

    boombox in 
    bathwater 

    More shockin' 
    than a pissed 
    off Blanka 

    Verse 6
    I just 
    finished 
    fuckin' 
    a fish 
    called 
    Wanda 


    I'm finna 
    wander 
    off 
    into yonder 

    Beyond 
    just 
    mentally 
    stronger, 

    memory 
    monster 

    I remember 
    the 
    sponsorin' thought 

    that conquered 
    his triple 
    entendre 

    You 
    the cross 
    of a 
    unicorn 
    and 

    The 
    Unabomber 

    Quit horsin' 
    around 
    in this building 

    or you 
    a goner 

    Your Willy 
    Wonka persona 
    won't help 

    you any 
    longer 

    I'm Optimus, 

    I make 
    prime 
    examples 
    of mini-Tonkas 

    Hogtie 
    your 
    squad 
    and go 
    bonkers 

    Spin, grab 
    Denaun's guitar 

    and Honky 
    Tonk 
    ya 

    All 
    your bars 
    subpar like good 
    golfers 

    I put 
    a hole 
    in one 
    of you birdies 

    with this 
    Eagle 
    and launch 
    it 
    (pew) 

    Verse 7
    I 
    thought I heard 
    a voice 
    in my 
    head that 
    said, 

    "Kill" 

    I had 
    no other 
    choice 

    that was 
    left 
    except 
    fill 

    My 
    pencil 
    full 
    of poisonous 
    lead, 

    the devil 

    He wants 
    me 
    to murder 

    this 
    beat, so 
    I 
    will 

    He told 
    me there 
    are doubters 

    who question 
    my 
    skill 

    They wanna 
    put my 
    style 
    to the test, 

    am I 
    still 

    The best? 
    They want 
    the crown 
    on my 
    head, 

    I said, 
    "Chill 

    If you want 
    me 
    to murder 
    this 
    beat, 

    Verse 8
    then I will" 

    Now this 
    will probably 
    be 
    the most 

    illest shit 
    that 
    I've ever 
    said 

    God bless 
    the dead 
    and let 

    Biggie possess 
    the pencil 
    lead 

    They 
    called 
    me a sped 
    and 
    said that 

    I had 
    a messed 
    up head 

    'Cause I said, 
    "Motherfuck school" 

    and instead 
    went 
    to special 
    ed 

    Sippin' 
    Bacardi and 
    lime, 

    I start 
    to recollect 
    on the time 

    That I startled 
    my mom 
    and had 

    her scared 
    to death 

    Word 
    to Method 
    Man 

    She 
    heard 
    some Wu-Tang coming 

    coming 
    from 
    towards 
    the patio 

    She was 
    like, "What the 
    heck 
    was that?" 

    She 
    went 
    to check 
    on the noise 

    and go 
    inspect 
    the deck 

    Then 
    I jumped 
    out 
    with a sword 
    and yelled, 

    "Protect 
    your neck" 

    Now bow 
    to the Lord, 
    hold up, no, 

    better 
    yet, kneel 

    Better 
    yet, 
    get down 
    on all fours 

    and take 
    a vow 
    to always 

    Rejoice 
    in the sound 
    of 
    my voice, 

    bitch, you 
    don't have 
    a choice 

    Just 
    a third 
    of my 
    will 

    will overpower 
    yours 

    Using 
    about 
    a fourth 
    to create 

    the 
    amount 
    of force 

    It'll take 
    to 
    knock out 
    a horse 

    like a 
    tranq full 
    of 
    Tylenol 

    Enter 
    my house 
    of horrors 

    with 
    a thousand 
    floors 

    Got 
    a crown 
    of thorns, 

    but it 
    won't fit 
    around 
    the horns 

    But I'ma 
    keep 
    it a buck 
    like 
    a dollar 
    store 

    I'm 
    more 
    than you bargained 
    for 

    and I 
    am far 
    more 
    worse 

    Than 
    a forty-some 
    bar bar 

    Lord 
    Jamar verse 

    Nothing 
    means 
    more 
    than respect, 

    so 
    when 
    I 
    curse 

    You 
    could say 
    I swore 
    to protect 

    My image 
    I have 
    zero 
    time 

    or regard 
    for 

    A never-was, 

    been 
    been 
    claiming 
    rap 
    when it's 
    not 
    yours 

    If it 
    was anyone's 
    house, 

    G Rap 
    and 
    Rakim would 
    be havin' 
    you mop 
    floors 

    Run-DMC 
    would be 
    havin' 

    you cleanin' 
    sinks 

    Yeah, 
    your group 
    was off 
    the chain, 

    but 
    you were 
    the weakest 
    link 

    Rest 
    of these 
    youngins of mine 

    Time 
    to start 
    throwing some 
    shade, 

    this time 
    I'm shutting 
    the 
    blinds 

    'Cause 
    when I'm 
    looking 
    at y'all, 

    shit, 
    it's no wonder 
    it's why 

    I need 
    a visor, 

    'cause y'all 
    are just sons 
    in 
    my eyes 

    Born 
    a cynic 
    and more 
    demented 
    than 

    an orphanage 
    with a morgue 
    up 
    in it 

    Next 
    door 
    to an abortion 
    clinic, 

    newborn 
    infants 
    tortured 
    and tormented 

    With 
    their foreheads 
    dented when 
    they drop 

    'cause the floor's 
    cemented 

    Their 
    corpses 
    get ornamented 

    The 
    coroner 
    with a storage 
    bin rented 

    To store 
    them 
    in and 
    the torsos 
    of forty 

    women 
    reported 
    missin' 

    Distorted, 
    twisted, 

    this isn't 
    no storybook 
    ending 

    This 
    is only 
    the beginning 

    So 
    Lord 
    forgive 
    me, 

    I'm hearing 
    voices 

    I can't 
    ignore 
    them 
    anymore, 

    they're winning 

    Verse 9
    I thought I heard 
    a voice 
    in my 
    head that 
    said, 

    "Kill" 

    I had 
    no other 
    choice 

    that was 
    left 
    except 
    fill 

    My 
    pencil 
    full 
    of poisonous 

    lead, the 
    devil 

    He wants 
    me 
    to murder 

    this 
    beat, so 
    I 
    will 

    He told 
    me there 
    are doubters 

    who question 
    my 
    skill 

    They wanna 
    put my 
    style 
    to the test, 

    am I 
    still 

    The best? 
    They want 
    the crown 
    on my 
    head, 

    I said, 
    "Chill 

    If you want 
    me 
    to murder 
    this 
    beat, 

    then I 
    will" 

    Verse 10
    And I don't 
    think 
    that I can 
    stop 
    it, 
    here it 
    comes 


    I do my 
    best 
    to try 
    to block 
    it, 
    redrum 

    I've been 
    sipping 
    on like, 
    vodka, 

    head's 
    numb 

    I'm black
    ing out, 

    you better 
    watch 
    it, 
    it's bedlam 

    Autoscroll20%

    Marami pang kantang pwedeng tugtugin

    Sumali sa milyon-milyong tumutugtog sa tulong ng GuitarTuna

    • #1 na Tuner

      sa AppStore at Google Play

    • +

      Rating sa AppStore at Play

    • M

      Mga pag-download sa buong mundo

    • +

      Mga magagamit na pagtotono

    Pinagkakatiwalaan ng mga gitarista sa buong mundo

    • Pinakamagandang Tuning App Ever

      MaddProfessor

      “Marami na 'kong na-download na tuning apps dati at ito 'yong pinaka-best talaga. Madaling gamitin, sobrang user-friendly, saka nakakatuwa na may iba't ibang chords sila at mga kanta na pwede mong gamitin para matuto ng bagong music. Highly recommended ko 'to.”

    • Well-Designed na App

      Rose the Black Cat

      “Kadalasan, ginagamit ko 'to para sa pag-tune ng gitara ko na pinapadali lang nang sobra ng app na 'to. May malawak ding selection ng mga kanta na pwedeng sabayan ang tugtog. Nakakatulong pa na ipinapakita nito kung aling chords ang tutugtugin saka kung paano 'yong hawak ng mga daliri mo.”

    • Napabalik ako sa pagtutugtog

      Tuliketsune

      “Ginamit ko 'yong app na 'to para mag-tune ng lumang gitara, tapos napansin ko na may feature siya na autoscrolls habang tumutugtog ako ng chords ng sikat na mga kanta. Di ko alam pero ito 'yong pinakanakakapag-motivate sa 'kin sa pag-practice ng gitara. Ngayon, talagang nagpa-practice na 'ko tapos naaalala ko pa lahat ng pangalan ng chords �”

    • Secret weapon

      Brad

      “Hindi lang 'to tuner (best app tuner na ginamit ko personally), may metronome pa, games, chords, at napakaraming instruments na pwedeng pagpilian at SOBRANG dali ding i-navigate. Ang ganda! Salamat sa paggawa ng astig na app na 'to. From one musician to another, SALAMAT!!!”

    • Sobrang maaasahang tuner

      theNewPaul

      “Sobrang gandang app nito! Sobrang daling gamitin at talagang maaasahan. Kung nagsisimula ka pa lang, mababawasan ang iisipin mo kasi makakakuha ka agad ng tune saka sobrang dali pa gamit ang app na 'to. Highly recommended talaga!”

    • Ito na 'yong pinakamagandang guitar tuner ever.

      Caleb Schafli

      “Accurate ang pag-tune ng gitara para makuha 'yong pinakamagandang tunog. Gusto ko rin lahat ng maiikli nilang laro dahil natuturuan ka kung paano tumugtog ng iba't ibang chords at pwede ring matuto kung paano mag-identify ng mga chord kahit pakinggan mo lang. Offline pa lahat.”

    • Napakaganda para mag-tune at tumugtog

      Lynae T

      “Gustong-gusto ko kung gaano kadali mag-tune, humanap, at tumugtog ng mga paborito kong kanta.”