Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're back on it
Reminding me all over again how you just brushed me off
And me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to up a little first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never recovered but tonight I that whatcha
to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You can't see the
But easier to justify
What's bad is
And I to be the bad guy
I just to be the bad guy

And to I used to think you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think 'cause been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you respond to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to to than you?
The to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me the first time
You see the truth
But it's to justify
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been around your side of the town
Like nine frickin' hours and five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in drive
Feel like I been waiting on this 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 point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders before
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the of a trunk
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that back as they suck

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your city so
I figured, what the fuck the best place you be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I we don't get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, you can swim good!
Now say you homos again!

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

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head a voice in the back and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
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 you hate that you became
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no fans that are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it to all of them,
I'm the hindsight to say, "I you so!"
Foreshadows of all the things that are to
I'm the future that's here to show you happens tomorrow
If you stop after they call you
The biggest laughing of rap who can't call it quits
But it's to walk away
I'm ever guilt the baggage you had
But as you gather up all possessions
If there's you have left to say
Unless it makes an don't bother
So before you your case
Better sure you're packing a wallop

So one last time, I'm
Before it fades into and it's all over
Behold the final in the saga
Trying to recapture lightning trapped in a bottle
Twice the that started it all
Tragic of an artist tortured
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and darker than anything
Here goes a stab in the dark
As we pick up the last left off