Untouchable

G#m
Hands up, officer don’t shoot
Then pull your pants up, promise you
 won't loot
E             C#m        G#m
We may never understand each other, 
it’s no use
                E
We ain’t ever gonna grasp what each 
other goes through

[Verse 1]
Bm
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna
 lie to you
Bm
Black boy, black boy, we don't like 
the sight of you
Bm
Pull up on the side of you
                         Bm
Window rolled down, 'profile'
Then we wonder why we see this side 
   Bm
of you
Probably comin' from the dope house
We could let you slide but your tail
                 Bm
 light is blew, out
We know you're hidin' that Heidi 
Klum
    Bm
On you another drug charge, homie, 
it's back inside for you
Bm
And just in case a chase might 
ensue, we got that tried and true
Pistol drew right at you, we'd be 
           Bm
delighted to unload it
In your back, then walk up and lay 
                    Bm
that taser on the side of you
                                Bm
Fucked up, but what the fuck am I to
 do?
I keep tellin' myself, keep doin' 
like you're doin'
No matter how many lives you ruin
                  Bm
It's for the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split 
his head right in two
N.C.
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a...

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and 
Chong)]
Bm
White boy, white boy, you're a 
rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell 
me how to live)
Bm
White boy, white boy, in your cop 
car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause 
my head is like a sieve)
Bm
White boy, white boy, you're 
untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I 
don't even care)
Bm
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a
 (big rockstar)

[Verse 2]
Bm
Black boy, black boy, we don't get 
your culture and
Bm
We don't care what our government's 
done to fuck you over, man
Bm
Don't tell us your attitude's a 
result of that
Bm
Balderdash, where’d you get the chip
 on your shoulder at?
Bm
Why you kicking that soda can?
                                 Bm
Pull your pants up, we 'bout to roll
 up and
Throw your ass in the van cuffed
Bm
You don't have to know our plans or 
what our intentions are
Bm
Our cards are close to our chest, 
you better show your hands
Bm
And put our minds more at ease
Or get shot in the thyroid, comply 
or die, boy
Bm
We're fightin' a crime war, here 
come the swine
Bm                                
Tryna clean up the streets from 
              Bm
all these minorities
That's what we call 'em pigsties for
They're like eyesores to police
Bm
Talk to you like just a piece of 
trash
Feels like we're stuck in a time 
warp to me
Continúa después del anuncio
Cm
As I kick these facts and get these 
mixed reactions
Cm
As this beat backspins, it's like 
we're drifting back in
Cm
To the sixties, having black-skin is
 risky
        Cm
'Cause this keeps happening
N.C.
Throughout history, 
African-Americans have been treated 
like shit
And I admit, there have been times 
where it's been embarrassin' to be 
a...

[Chorus: Eminem & (Cheech and 
Chong)]
Bm
White boy, white boy, you're a 
rockstar
(My momma talkin' to me, tryna tell 
me how to live)
Bm
White boy, white boy, in your cop 
car
(But I don't listen to her, 'cause 
my head is like a sieve)
Bm
White boy, white boy, you're 
untouchable
(The world's coming to an end, I 
don't even care)
Bm
Nobody can tell me shit 'cause I'm a
 (big rockstar)

Pt. II

[Verse 3]
                 Gm                
Seems like the average lifespan of 
        Cm
a white man
              Gm
Is more than twice than a black life
 span
    Dm     Gm
I wonder sometimes if it has a price
 scanner
                             Gm
I feel like checking out on life, 
can't escape this circumstance
 F          Gm
I'd rather hear 'em say "Die N-word"
 than Die Antwoord
Gm
Ninja, now it's better disguised 
banter
Cm
But that's life, strapped 'cause 
we're strapped financially
Cm
And can't find answers
                       Gm
We're applying, but McDonald's
                 Gm
Seems to be the only franchise 
that'll hire
Gm
So how can we have higher standards?
    Gm
As Dallas overshadows the battle for
 Black Lives Matter
Gm
We fight back with violence but acts
 like that are
Gm
Black eyes on the movement
                   Gm
Which makes black lives madder
At cops and cops madder
        Cm
That's why it's at a stalemate
                   Cm
Can't arrive at a compromise so it's
 Black Ops
                Gm
I wonder if we hire more black cops,
 the crap stops
     Gm                    
The block is our backyards, 
                     Gm
officers, not the crack spot
Call the attack dogs off of us, man
    Gm
You always act all pissed off at us 
at a traffic stop
Gm
And bad cops fuck it up for the good
 cops, and man, stop
                            Cm
Sendin' white cops in the black 
neighborhoods
                         Cm
Who ain't acclimated to 'em, like 
that's the way to do it
                         Gm
Who seen some fuckin' videos of 
rappers waving guns
                  Gm
And know nobody black so they act 
afraid of us
               Gm
And that's racism, the fear that a 
black face gives 'em
    Gm
A subconscious racist
Wait, why are there black 
neighborhoods?
Gm                          
'Cause America segregated us, 
    Gm
designated us to an area
                Gm
Separated us, Section-Eight'd us
When we tear it up’s the only time 
   Gm
attention’s paid to us
                          Gm
And education sucks, and every day's
 another
                        Gm
Freddie Gray for us, a levy breaks 
or fuzz
       Gm
Why is it they treat us like dryer 
lint?
Gm
We just want a safe environment for 
our kids
           Gm
But can’t escape the sirens
Don’t take a scientist to see our 
         Gm
violent nature lies in
The poverty that we face so the 
        Gm
crime rate’s the highest in
            Gm
The lowest classes, it's like a 
razor wire fence
And we’re trapped in these racial 
Gm
biases
That plague our society which makes 
our anxiety levels raise
Every time we see a devil’s face
 Gm
Lions, tigers, and bears, oh my
                Gm
It's more like billy clubs and gats
And we really love it when you think
        Gm
 we’re guilty ‘cause we’re black
"But you kill each other, facts
     Gm
You peel each other's caps, for 
silly stuff like hats”
Gm
Single mother strugglin’ through 
substance abuse
       Gm
While people with nothin' to lose 
shoot each other for shoes
Gm
Fuck your Republican views
                  Gm
Pull ourselves up by our bootstraps,
 where the fuck are the boots?
Gm
And streets act as a narrator, don't
 gotta read comics
Gm                                
Or be that into characters, just 
      Gm
to see that, just to be black
You better be strapped with a 
derringer
Gm
Or be “capped in America” like Steve
 Rogers
Cm
'Cause no one oversees these cops 
and
Cm
All we see is 'em beat charges
                   Gm
We done seen 'em beat Rodney King 
unconscious, and got off
            Gm
So we don't need all you crooked 
police officers' peace offerings
Gm                  Gm
Just keep marchin', 'til we reach 
congress
Gm                                
But they're gonna say you're 
                  Gm
tryin' to take an irrational stance
If you try to slander the flag but
          Cm
Somebody has to be the sacrificial 
lamb
                     Cm
So they call it a Kaepernick tantrum
If you don't stand for the national 
anthem
Gm
We raise it, you better praise it
                     Gm
Or you'll be made to feel like a 
traitor, we'll
Treat you like Rodney Dangerfield
Gm
Home of the brave is still racist 
'ville
                Gm
So this whole nation feels like a 
plantation field
                   Gm            
In a country that claims that its 
                           Gm
foundation was based on United 
States ideals
That had its Natives killed
Got you singin' this star-spangled 
spiel
                              Gm
To a piece of cloth that represents 
the "Land of the Free" that made 
people slaves to build