Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way that you turned back on me
Just when I may have you most
Oh, you it was over
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, it was nothing
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I that whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "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 the scene like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
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 think I used to think you was the shit,
To it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just getting away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap you sow, nitwit
some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures so
I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've gone
Feelings I harbor, all this of resentment I hold on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to you?
The to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

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

I've been driving around side of the town
Like nine frickin' hours and five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I 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 side of your
See, it's sad it to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, 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 'round to the porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that to do this
You don't plan for before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag hack of a lung
Like you up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, to the back of a trunk
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, here comes my lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? This be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be done
Eminem by Eminem
Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your so much
I figured, what the fuck the best you could be buried alive is right here
Two exits, town is quite near
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
That sirens I Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver side
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope 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 you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the back and it
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming on you every woman 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 have a and
Matthew and just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the and the glam 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!"
of all the things that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens
If you don't stop after they you
The laughing stock 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 up all your possessions
If there's you have left to say
it makes an impact don't bother
So before you rest case
Better make sure you're packing a

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