Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it work
All it takes is one song on the radio right back on it
Reminding me all over how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks like I hit a growth
But I am for closure
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
Just when I may have needed you
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 doing
I'd never recovered but 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, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You can't see the
But it's easier to
bad is good
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 time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt people and just keep away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
Finish this so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had and I forget it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's out the pictures so long
That I've the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who to talk to than you?
The to my problems
My is garbage 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 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 been driving your side of the town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty five now
Finally I found your new address, park in your
like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my is full of saliva
My is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, it's sad it 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 need your
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that to do this
You don't plan for before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost hack of a lung
you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, 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 music now,
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, here my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you your city so much
I figured, the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I we don't get stopped, no license I fear
sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver side
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln car
gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha 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 anyone normally 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 karma closing in each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some to show for your sin
No, hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of this is its end
But you to believe that it's over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the back and it
the track is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your time almost up that you haven't acknowledged
for some water 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 woman you there
With the double-standards you have it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you for granted
'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 and the glam no more fans that are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it 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 here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after they you
The laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits
But it's 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
Unless it an impact don't bother
So before you your case
Better sure you're packing a wallop

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