Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried everything to get my 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
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way you turned your back on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha whatcha
'Bout to go through's than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But it's to justify
What's bad is
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 people and just keep away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get kit, bitch
Finish 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 me to just get over him? Pretend he never 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
wrong and that shit was rotten
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 you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who to talk to than 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 like it was my ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You can't see the
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 been driving your side of the town
Like nine hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been 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, it's sad it came to this
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep the glass lightly then start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that to do this
You plan for intruders 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 swung
Stick to the core plan, to the back of a trunk
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
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 for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love city so much
I figured, the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two exits, town is quite near
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the wasn't the brightest idea
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial of your burial
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 Frank Ocean, hope you can good!
Now say you homos again!

I also represent anyone seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and up still in
I'm your closing 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 that hopelessly in
When they say all of this is its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, we go all over again

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
the track is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't
Grab for some water but I'm that pill too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you every woman you insult
the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had 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 that's here to you what happens tomorrow
If you don't after they call you
The biggest laughing of rap who can't call it quits
But it's time to away
I'm ever guilt the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an don't bother
So before you rest your
Better make sure you're packing a

So one last time, I'm
Before it fades into 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 portrait of an 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 left off