Wont Back Down by Eminem
Key: FF | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 1
Gbm
Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles
Gbm
Brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Gbm
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail
Gbm
Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel
Gbm
What I do, I do at will
Gbm
Shootin' from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill
Gbm
Half a breath left on my death-bed
Gbm
Screaming, €œF that!€“ Yeah, super-ill
Gbm
Baby, what the deal? We can chill
Gbm
Split a half a pill and a Happy Meal
Gbm
Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off
Gbm
And step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill
Gbm
Listen, garden tool, don't make me introduce you
Gbm
To my power tool, you know the fuckin' drill
Gbm
How you douchebags feel knowin' you're disposable?
Gbm
Summer's Eve, Massengill
Gbm
Shady's got the mass appeal
Gbm
Baby, crank the shit, 'cause it's your goddamn jam
Gbm
You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact well, shorty, I'm that man
Gbm
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at, man
Gbm
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium
Gbm
And said: €œSettle your fuckin' ass down!
Gbm
I'm ready for combat, man!€
Gbm
Get it? Calm Batman, nah
Gbm
Ain't nobody who's as bomb and as nuts
Gbm
Lines are like Mom's CAT-scans
Gbm
'Cause they fuckin' go bananas
Gbm
Honey, I applaud that ass
Gbm
Swear to God, man, these broads can't dance
Gbm
Ma, show them how it's done
Gbm
Spaz like a goddamn Taz, yeah
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 2
Gbm
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's
Gbm
Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers
Gbm
Playin' with an etch-a-sketch
Gbm
Bet you that you'll never guess
Gbm
Who's knockin' at your door, people hit the floors
Gbm
Yeah, tonight, ladies, you gonna get divorced
Gbm
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads
Gbm
With Chris's force like you pissed him off
Gbm
Talented with the tongue, mothafucka
Gbm
You ain't got a lick in yours
Gbm
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Gbm
Makin' cash registers shit their drawers
Gbm
Think you spit the rawest?
Gbm
I'm an uncooked slab of beef layin' on your kitchen floor
Gbm
In other words, I'm off the meat rack
Gbm
Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords
Gbm
I'ma measure my dick €”shit, I need six inches more
Gbm
Fuck, my dick's big, bitch, need I remind you
Gbm
That I don't need the fuckin' swine flu to be a sick pig?
Gbm
You're addicted, I'm dope
Gbm
I'm the longest needle around here €”need a fix, ock?
Gbm
I'm the big shot €”get it, dick-snots?
Gbm
You're just small pokes, little pricks
Gbm
Girl, you think that other prick's hot?
Gbm
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Gbm
Before I sit back and let him get hotter
Gbm
Better call the cops on him quick, fast
Gbm
Shady's right back on your bitch-ass
Gbm
White trash with a half a six-pack in his hatchback
Gbm
Trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 3
Gbm
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin'?
Gbm
Does a bird chirp? Does Lil' Wayne slurp 'zurp
Gbm
'Til he burps and smoke purp?
Gbm
Does a word search get circles wrapped around it
Gbm
Like you do when I come through?
Gbm
I'd like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do
Gbm
When I'm on the mic
Gbm
Oh, you're the kind of girl that I could take a likin' to
Gbm
Psych! I'm spikin' you like a football
Gbm
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
Gbm
You're a good catch with a shitty spouse
Gbm
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gbm
Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain
Gbm
Don't want no cum stain €”bitch, you listenin'?
Gbm
Tryin' to turn me down, slut, I'm talkin' to you
Gbm
Turn me back up! Are you insane?!
Gbm
Tryin' to talk over me in the car
Gbm
Shut the fuck up while my shit's playin'!
Gbm
I'm a shit stain on the underwear of life
Gbm
What's the saying? Where there's thunder, there is light-
Gbm
-ning and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place, so how the fuck have I been hit six times
Gbm
In three different locations on four separate occasions?
Gbm
And you can bet your stankin' ass
Gbm
That I've come to smash everything in my path
Gbm
Fork was in the road, took the psycho path
Gbm
Poison Ivy wouldn't have me thinkin' rash
Gbm
So hit the dance-floor, cutie, while I do my duty
Gbm
On this microphone; shake your booty, shorty!
Gbm
I'm the shit €”why you think Proof used to call me "Doody"?
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 1
Gbm
Cadillac Sevilles, coupe DeVilles
Gbm
Brain-dead rims, yeah, stupid wheels
Gbm
Girl, I'm too for real, lose your tooth-and-nail
Gbm
Tryna fight it, try to deny it, stupid you will feel
Gbm
What I do, I do at will
Gbm
Shootin' from the hip, yeah boy, I shoot to kill
Gbm
Half a breath left on my death-bed
Gbm
Screaming, €œF that!€“ Yeah, super-ill
Gbm
Baby, what the deal? We can chill
Gbm
Split a half a pill and a Happy Meal
Gbm
Fuck a steak slut, I'll cut my toes off
Gbm
And step on the receipt 'fore I foot the bill
Gbm
Listen, garden tool, don't make me introduce you
Gbm
To my power tool, you know the fuckin' drill
Gbm
How you douchebags feel knowin' you're disposable?
Gbm
Summer's Eve, Massengill
Gbm
Shady's got the mass appeal
Gbm
Baby, crank the shit, 'cause it's your goddamn jam
Gbm
You said that you want your punchlines a little more compact well, shorty, I'm that man
Gbm
These other cats ain't metaphorically where I'm at, man
Gbm
I gave Bruce Wayne a Valium
Gbm
And said: €œSettle your fuckin' ass down!
Gbm
I'm ready for combat, man!€
Gbm
Get it? Calm Batman, nah
Gbm
Ain't nobody who's as bomb and as nuts
Gbm
Lines are like Mom's CAT-scans
Gbm
'Cause they fuckin' go bananas
Gbm
Honey, I applaud that ass
Gbm
Swear to God, man, these broads can't dance
Gbm
Ma, show them how it's done
Gbm
Spaz like a goddamn Taz, yeah
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 2
Gbm
Girl, shake that ass like a donkey with Parkinson's
Gbm
Make like Michael J. Fox is in your drawers
Gbm
Playin' with an etch-a-sketch
Gbm
Bet you that you'll never guess
Gbm
Who's knockin' at your door, people hit the floors
Gbm
Yeah, tonight, ladies, you gonna get divorced
Gbm
Girl, forget remorse, I'ma hit you broads
Gbm
With Chris's force like you pissed him off
Gbm
Talented with the tongue, mothafucka
Gbm
You ain't got a lick in yours
Gbm
Hittin' licks like I'm robbin' liquor stores
Gbm
Makin' cash registers shit their drawers
Gbm
Think you spit the rawest?
Gbm
I'm an uncooked slab of beef layin' on your kitchen floor
Gbm
In other words, I'm off the meat rack
Gbm
Bring the beat back, bring in two extension cords
Gbm
I'ma measure my dick €”shit, I need six inches more
Gbm
Fuck, my dick's big, bitch, need I remind you
Gbm
That I don't need the fuckin' swine flu to be a sick pig?
Gbm
You're addicted, I'm dope
Gbm
I'm the longest needle around here €”need a fix, ock?
Gbm
I'm the big shot €”get it, dick-snots?
Gbm
You're just small pokes, little pricks
Gbm
Girl, you think that other prick's hot?
Gbm
I'll drink gasoline and eat a lit match
Gbm
Before I sit back and let him get hotter
Gbm
Better call the cops on him quick, fast
Gbm
Shady's right back on your bitch-ass
Gbm
White trash with a half a six-pack in his hatchback
Gbm
Trailer hitch attached to the back, dispatch
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no
Verse 3
Gbm
Bitch, am I the reason that your boyfriend stopped rappin'?
Gbm
Does a bird chirp? Does Lil' Wayne slurp 'zurp
Gbm
'Til he burps and smoke purp?
Gbm
Does a word search get circles wrapped around it
Gbm
Like you do when I come through?
Gbm
I'd like you to remind yourself of what the fuck I can do
Gbm
When I'm on the mic
Gbm
Oh, you're the kind of girl that I could take a likin' to
Gbm
Psych! I'm spikin' you like a football
Gbm
Been this way since I stood a foot tall
Gbm
You're a good catch with a shitty spouse
Gbm
Got a pretty mouth and a good jaw
Gbm
Give me good brain, watch the wood-grain
Gbm
Don't want no cum stain €”bitch, you listenin'?
Gbm
Tryin' to turn me down, slut, I'm talkin' to you
Gbm
Turn me back up! Are you insane?!
Gbm
Tryin' to talk over me in the car
Gbm
Shut the fuck up while my shit's playin'!
Gbm
I'm a shit stain on the underwear of life
Gbm
What's the saying? Where there's thunder, there is light-
Gbm
-ning and they say that it never strikes twice in the same place, so how the fuck have I been hit six times
Gbm
In three different locations on four separate occasions?
Gbm
And you can bet your stankin' ass
Gbm
That I've come to smash everything in my path
Gbm
Fork was in the road, took the psycho path
Gbm
Poison Ivy wouldn't have me thinkin' rash
Gbm
So hit the dance-floor, cutie, while I do my duty
Gbm
On this microphone; shake your booty, shorty!
Gbm
I'm the shit €”why you think Proof used to call me "Doody"?
[Hook]
F
You can sound the alarm
F
You can call out your guards
F
You can fence in your yard
F
You can hold all the cards
      A
But I won't back down
F        A
Oh no, I won't back down, oh no