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 again how you just brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you your back on me
Just when I may needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go about your life, it was nothing
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
Can't think of a way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
But easier 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 think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I forget it, 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 think 'cause he's out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and shit 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 pain of resentment I hold on to
Not you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to you?
The cause to my
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I the scene like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
But easier to justify
What's bad is
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' and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in your
Feel like I been waiting on moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your
See, it's sad it to this point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, revenge that I seek
So I vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You plan 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 then
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 that shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, here my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
to try to get people 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 have your initials
I initially was gonna you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is quite
I we don't get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town 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 hate again!

I also represent anyone seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up in
I'm karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect to have some remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial you're 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 I'm talking 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 is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you woman you insult there
With the double-standards you when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just 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
are off, sad but it happens 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 here to show you what happens
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But it's to walk away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you rest your
Better make sure you're a wallop

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