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 right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
Just when I may have 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 never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher anything I ever have suffered
think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I once I bury this bitch alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But it's to justify
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I just 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,
you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow,
Thought some time had and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
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
That I've stopped the plottin' and still coming to get ya
You're and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea that I've 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 don't to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to than
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
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 driving around your side of the
Like nine frickin' hours and five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in 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 to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, still low
tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you up an axe up and then 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 shit back as suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, here comes my favorite
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? This be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, is quite near
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the idea
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New Stan
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 represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up in
I'm your karma in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for 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 that it's 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 shit but I'm it all up
But in my head a voice in the back and it hollas
the track is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you acknowledged
Grab for water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With faggot you slaughtered
Coming on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling name
are off, sad but it happens to all of them,
I'm the to say, "I told you so!"
Foreshadows of all the that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you happens tomorrow
If you stop after they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you rest case
Better make sure packing a wallop

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