Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
Tried to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're back on it
Reminding me all again how you fucking just brushed me off
And me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am for closure
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can just close the
And go about your life, like it was
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha 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 will once I bury this alive
Hide the and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You can't see the
But it's to justify
What's bad is
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 it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow,
some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's out the pictures so long
I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you played him, same you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of I hold 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 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 see the truth
But it's easier to
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I just to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving your side of the town
Like nine hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in drive
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of house
See, it's sad it to this 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 friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly start to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do
You plan for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
Like you picked up an axe up and swung
Stick to the plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you 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, a sequel to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your city so
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right
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 appear in my driver side
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig in this big, Lincoln town car
gotta go, almost 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 normally seen on the end of jokes of a beat
I'm the you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're in
When say all of this is approaching 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, toilets
'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my there's a voice in the back and it hollas
the track is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
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 you hate that you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's have a facade and
and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the 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!"
of all the things that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest stock of rap who can't call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm ever guilt the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If anything you have left to say
it makes an impact don't bother
So before you your case
Better make sure you're packing a

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