Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have
think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But easier to justify
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy

And to I used to think you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get kit, bitch
Finish this so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't think 'cause he's been out the so long
I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of I hold on to
Not you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to than
The cause to my
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I the scene like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You see the truth
But it's easier to
What's bad is
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving around side of the town
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
And now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the of your house
See, it's sad it came to this
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to and see ya
But here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat bedroom window
I reach my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag hack of a lung
you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit as they suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, here my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
Just to try to get to buy
this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you to my brother, but fuck it
you love your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is quite
I hope we don't get stopped, no I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the idea
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope gets an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
Well go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up in
I'm your closing in with each stroke of a pen
time to have some remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're in
they say all of this is approaching its end
But you refuse to that it's over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of but I'm backing it all up
But in my head a voice in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your chords after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With every you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you when it comes to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the no more fans that are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it to all of them,
I'm the to say, "I told you so!"
Foreshadows of all the things that are to
I'm the future that's here to show you what tomorrow
If you don't after they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm ever trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So you rest your case
Better make sure packing a wallop

So one last time, I'm
Before it fades black and it's all over
the final chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture that lightning in a bottle
Twice the that started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist
Trapped in his own
Tap thoughts
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here a wild stab in the dark
As we up the last Mathers' left off