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 won't
All it takes is one song on the radio 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 search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way you turned 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 ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha whatcha
to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch
Hide the and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see through
Oh, you had me the first time
You can't see the
But it's to justify
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy

And to think I used to you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just getting away with it?
Not time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still coming to get ya
You're and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, same you did to me
you any idea that shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all pain 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 talk to you?
The to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
But it's easier to
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 driving around your side of the town
nine frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in drive
Feel like I been waiting on moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of
My is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, it's sad it came to this
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I
So I vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to
Sneak all the way 'round to the porch
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You don't plan for before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and then
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit as they suck

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, here comes my favorite
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
you love your city so much
I figured, the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is quite
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln car
Well gotta go, 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 homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and up still in
I'm your karma in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial you're hopelessly in
When they say all of is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe it's over, here we go all over again

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 there's a in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your time almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate you became
With every you slaughtered
Coming back on you every woman you insult
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I represent everything you take for
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no fans that are calling 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 things that are to
I'm the future that's here to show you what tomorrow
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 ever guilt trip the you had
But as you gather up all your
If anything you have left to say
Unless it an impact don't bother
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

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