Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're right on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have
Can't think of a better way to define justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury bitch alive
Hide the shovel and drive off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see through
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 hate to be the bad guy

And to think I used to you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt people and just 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 time had past and I forget it, it!
You left our family in
You expect me to get over him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still coming to get ya
You're and that shit was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all pain of resentment I hold on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who to talk to than you?
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You can't see the
But it's easier to
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 forty five now
Finally I found your new address, in your drive
Feel like I waiting on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my 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
Such a disappointment I had to this appointment to come and see ya
But here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I sneak and treat your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders before
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost 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 your fans, spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your Bronco hat, you can that shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, here comes my favorite
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the fuck the place you could 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? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, 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 seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect to have some remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're in
When they say all of this is its end
But you refuse to believe that over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, 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 is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm your that's almost up that 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 every woman you insult
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans are calling your name
are off, sad but it happens to all of them,
I'm the hindsight to say, "I you so!"
Foreshadows of all the that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But time to walk away
I'm ever trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's you have left to say
Unless it makes an don't bother
So before you rest case
Better make sure you're a wallop

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