Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
everything 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 over again how you just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way that you your back on me
Just when I may needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can close the chapter
And go about life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha 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, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury bitch alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
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 to think you was the shit, bitch
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 kit, bitch
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to 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 ain't to get ya
You're wrong and shit was rotten
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea that I've gone through?
I harbor, all this pain of resentment I hold on to
Not once you 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 to than you?
The to my problems
My life is and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see right
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 hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving around your side of the
Like nine frickin' hours and forty five now
Finally I found your new address, park in your
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
Such a disappointment I had to make appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
Like you picked up an axe up and then
Stick to the core plan, 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 that shit back as they

It's just me, you and the now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I have 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 you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is quite
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 mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope gets an aerial shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to 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 stacking up all them odds, clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of but I'm backing it all up
But in my there's a voice in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
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 pill that's too jagged to
I'm the bullies you that you became
With faggot you slaughtered
Coming on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause 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 show you what tomorrow
If you stop after they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it
But time to walk away
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you up all your possessions
If anything you have left to say
it makes an impact don't bother
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

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