Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one on the radio you're right back on it
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am coming for
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you your back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha whatcha
'Bout to go through's than anything I ever have suffered
Can't of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch
Hide the 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 time
You see the truth
But it's easier to
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy

And to think I used to think you was the shit,
To think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the and still ain't coming to get ya
wrong and that shit was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any that shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to to than you?
The cause to my
My life is and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But easier to justify
What's bad is
And I to be the bad guy
I just 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
I found 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 of your house
See, sad it came to this point
a disappointment I had to make 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 revenge that I
So I sneak and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
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 that easy to do
You don't for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost hack of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and 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 here's your Bronco hat, you can have 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, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, here's a to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? This be fun
album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
you love your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't 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, Lincoln car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you homos again!

I also 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 karma in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some to show for your sin
No, hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of this is 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 I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the back of your
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I everything you take for granted
'Cause 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
after all the glitz 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!"
Foreshadows of all the that are to follow
I'm the future here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after they you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But it's time to away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you up all your possessions
If anything you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you your case
make sure 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 lightning trapped in a bottle
Twice the magic started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist
in his own drawings
Tap thoughts
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here a wild stab in the dark
As we pick up the last left off