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
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to up a little first
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way that you your back on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have
Can't think of a better way to define justice
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You can't see the
But easier 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 it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't think 'cause he's been out the so long
That I've stopped the and still 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 gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of I hold on to
Not you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to you?
The to my problems
My is garbage and I'm 'bout 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 the first time
You can't see the
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 driving around your side of the town
Like frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
I found your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been on this moment all of my life
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, 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 don't your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge I seek
So I sneak and treat your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders before
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and then
to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's your Bronco hat, you can that shit back as they suck

It's 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 fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
Just to try to get to buy
this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be 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 idea
As cops appear in my driver mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of burial
New Stan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can good!
Now say you hate again!

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

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm it all up
But in my head there's a in the back and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after concerts
I'm your time that's almost up you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you when it comes to your daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Mather's the rapper's persona'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 glam no more 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 that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing of rap who can't call it quits
But it's to walk away
I'm ever 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 you rest your case
Better make sure you're a wallop

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