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 is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all over how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to search
Maybe I needed to up a little first
like 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 when I may have needed you
Oh, you it was over
You can just the chapter
And go about life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the and then 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 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 think you was the shit,
To it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing 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 get over him? Pretend he never existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't 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 resentment I 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 to than you?
The to my problems
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the 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 driving around your 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 it's now arrived, and my mouth is of saliva
My is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or friendship 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
Keep tapping the lightly then start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do
You don't plan for intruders before
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
Like you up an axe up and then swung
to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you hear it we are in a car 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 album now 'cause after this you'll be done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be 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 brightest
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can good!
Now say you homos again!

I also anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with 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, clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm 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 back of your
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
back on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it to your daughters
I represent everything you take for
'Cause Marshall Mather's the persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's
'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 things that are to
I'm the that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But it's to walk away
I'm ever guilt the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If anything you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you rest your
Better make you're packing a wallop

So one time, I'm back
Before it fades into black and all over
Behold the final chapter in the
Trying to recapture that lightning in a bottle
Twice the magic started it all
Tragic portrait of an tortured
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and darker anything imaginable
Here goes a wild in the dark
As we pick up the last Mathers' off