Untouchable chords and lyrics - EMINEM

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[Verse 1]
[Fm]Hands up, officer don't shoot
Then pull your pants up,
[Abm]promise you won't loot
We may [Bbm]never understand each [Fm]other,
[Bbm]it's no use[Abm]
We ain't [Dbm]ever gonna grasp w[Abm]hat

[Verse 2]
each other goes through
[G#m]Black boy, black boy,
[B]we ain't gonna [G#m]lie to you
Black boy, black boy,
we don't like the sight of you
Pull up [Em]on the side of [B]you
Window [G#m]rolled down, 'profile'
Then we wonder why we
see this side [B]of you
Probably [G#m]comin' from the
dope house
We could let you slide but
your tail light [B]is blew, out
[G]We know you[Em]'re
hidin' that Heidi Klum
[G#m]On you another drug charge,
homie, it's back inside [F#]for you
[B]And just in case a chase mig[G#m]ht
ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we'd
be delighted to unload [B]it
In your back, then walk up and lay
[G#m]that taser on the side of you
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to do?
[F#]I keep tellin' mysel[B]f,
keep [G#m]doin' like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
It's for the red, white and blue
Time to go find [Am]a new one and
[Em]split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted [G#m]you

[Verse 3]
Why? 'Cause you're a
[G#m]White boy, white [B]boy,
you're a [G#m]rockstar
My momma talkin' to me, tryna
tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But [C#m]I don't listen to her, 'cause my
head is like a [G#m]sieve
White boy, white boy,
you're untouchable
The world's coming to an end,
I don't even care
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause

[Verse 4]
I'm a big rockstar
[G#m]Black boy, [Em]black boy,
[B]we don't get your [G#m]culture and
We don't care what our government's
done to fuck you over, man
Don't [B]tell us your attitude's a res
[G#m]ult of that
Balderdash, where'd you get the chip
on your shoulder at?
Why you [B]kicking that soda can?
Pull [G#m]your pants up, we 'bout
to roll up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
You don't [G]have to know [Em]our plans
or what our intentions [Am]are
Our cards are [G#m]close to our chest,
you better show your [B]hands
And put our [G#m]minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid,
comply or die, boy
We're [Em]fightin' a crime [B]war,
here [G#m]come the swine
Tryna clean up the streets from all
[B]these minorities
That's what we [G#m]call
'em pigsties for
They're like eyesores to police
[Em]Talked to like,
[G#m]you're just a piece [Em]of trash
[Am]Feels like we're stuck[G#m]
in a time warp to me
[Em]As I kick these facts and get these
mixed reactions
As this beat backspins, it's like
we're drifting back in
To the sixties,
having black skin is risky
'Cause this keeps happening
Throughout history,
African-Amer[C]icans have have been treated like [Em]shit
And I admit, there have been times where
it's [G#m]been embarrassin' to be a

[Verse 5]
White boy, white boy, you're a rockstar [G#m]My
momma talkin' to me,
tryna tell me how to live
White boy, white boy, in your cop car
But [C#m]I don't listen to her,
'cause my head is like a [G#m]sieve
White boy, white boy,
you're untouchable
The world's coming to an end,
I don't even care
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause

[Verse 6]
I'm a big rockstar
[G#m]
Seems [Em]like the average
lifespan of a white man
Is [Am]more than twice than a black life span
[Em]I wonder sometimes
if it has a price scanner
I feel like checking out on life,
[Am]can't escape this circum[Em]stance
I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word"
than than [Am]Die Antwoord
[Em]Ninja, now it's better disguised banter
But that's life, strapped 'cause
we're strapped financially
And can't find answers
We're applying, but McDonald's
Seems to be the only franchise that'll hire
So how can we have higher standards?
As Dallas overshadows the
battle for Black Lives Matter
We fight [C]back [Em]with violence
but acts like that are
Black eyes on the movement
Which makes black lives madder
[C]At cop[Em]s and cops madder
That's why it's at a stalemate
And can't arrive at a
[Am]compromise so it's [Em]Black Ops
I wonder if we hire more black cops,
the crap stops
The [C]block is our [Em]backyards,
officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
You always act all pissed off
at us at a traffic stop
And bad cops fuck it up for the good cops,
and man, stop
Sendin' white cops [Am]in the
black [Em]neighborhoods
Who ain't acclimated [C]to [Em]'em,
like that's the way to do it
Who seen some fuckin' videos of
rappers waving guns
And know [Am]nobody [C]black [Em]so
they [C]act afraid of [Em]us
And that's racism, the fear
that a black face gives 'em
A subconscious [Am]racist
[Em]Wait, why are there black
neighborhoods?
'Cause America segregated us,
designated us to an area
Separated us, Section-Eight'd us
When we tear it up's the only
time attention's paid to us
And education sucks,
and every day's another
Freddie Gray for us,
a levy breaks or [C]fuzz[Em]
Why is it, they treat us like dryer lint?
We just want [C]a safe environ
[Em]ment for our kids
But can't escape the sirens
Don't take a scientist to see our
violent nature [Am]lies in
The pover[Em]ty that we face so the
crime rate's the highest in
The lowest classes,
it's like a razor [C]wire [Am]fence
And [C]we're [Em]trapped in these racial biases
That plague our society which
makes our anxiety [C]levels raise
Every time we [Em]see a devil's face
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
It's [C]more like [Em]billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think
we're guilty 'cause we're black
"But you kill each other, facts
[C]You pee[Em]l each other's caps,
for silly stuff like hats"
Single [Am]mother [Em]strugglin'
through substance abuse
While [Am]people with nothin' [Em]to lose
shoot each other for shoes
Fuck your Republican views
Pull ourselves up by our boot[Am]straps,
where the [Em]fuck are the boots?
And streets act as a narrator,
don't gotta read comic[C]s
Or [Am]be that into characte[Em]rs,
just to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a Derringer
Or [C]be "capped in America"
like [Em]Steve Rogers
'Cause no one oversees these cops and
All we see is 'em beat charges
We done seen 'em beat Rodney
King unconscious, and got off
So we don't [C]need all you crooked [Em]police
officers' peace [C]offerings[Am][Em]
Just keep marchin',
[C]'ti[Em]l we reach Congress
But they're gonna say you're
tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
Somebody has to be the sacrificial lamb
So they call it [C]a K[Am]ae pernick tantrum
If you [Em]don't stand for the national anthem
We raise it, you better praise it
Or you'll be made to feel like a trait[C]or,
we'll
Treat [Em]you like Rodney Dangerfield
Home of the brave is still racist 'ville
So this whole nation feels
like a plantation field
In a country that claims that its foundation
was based on United States [C]ideals
[Am]That had its Natives kille[Em]d
Got you singin' this star-spangled spiel
spiel
To a piece of cloth that represents the "Land
of the Free" that made people slaves to build