Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
Tried everything to get my off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio right back on it
Reminding me all again how you fucking 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 growth
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
Just when I may have needed you
Oh, you it was over
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 tonight I betcha that
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
Can't of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You can't see the
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 it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I forget it, it!
You left our family in
You me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think he's been out the pictures so long
I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that was rotten
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea shit 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 cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see through
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 around side of the town
Like frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my
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 came to this
Such a disappointment I had to make this to come and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the lightly then start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you 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 have that back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you hear it we are in a car 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
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your city so
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried is right here
Two exits, town is quite near
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
That I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
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 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 homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these of a beat
I'm the nightmare you asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in each stroke of a pen
Perfect to have some remorse to show for your sin
No, hopeless, I'm the denial that 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

to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets 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 ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Mather's the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling your
are off, sad but it happens to all of them,
I'm the to say, "I told you so!"
Foreshadows of all the things 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 call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you gather up all possessions
If there's anything you left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you rest your
Better make sure you're packing a

So one time, I'm back
Before it fades black and it's all over
the final chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture lightning trapped in a bottle
Twice the that started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist
Trapped in his own
Tap thoughts
and darker than anything imaginable
Here goes a wild stab in the
As we up the last Mathers' left off