Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the you're right back on it
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
Looks like I hit a growth
But I am for closure
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
Just when I may have you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just close the
And go about life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
Can't think of a better way to poetic justice
Can I grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
But easier 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,
Think you can hurt and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get kit, bitch
this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I forget it, it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? he never existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't think he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still 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 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 cause to my
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

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
to be the bad guy

I've driving around your side of the town
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on moment all of my life
And now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm on the side 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 ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your window
I reach my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You don't plan for before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
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 have that back as they suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear 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
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be done
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was gonna 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 don't get stopped, no license I
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway the brightest idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot an aerial shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
Well go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate 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 some remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that hopelessly in
When say all of this is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all again

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill too jagged 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 it comes to your daughters
I everything you take for granted
Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are 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 that are to follow
I'm the future that's to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

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