Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, 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 fucking just me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time to soul search
Maybe I to grow up a little first
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you your back on me
Just when I may have needed you
Oh, you thought it was
You can close 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 that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than I ever have suffered
Can't think of a way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I once I bury this bitch alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the 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 to think 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 time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had and I forget it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures so
That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't to get ya
You're and that shit 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 called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you don't to 'em
it, I'm coming 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 it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
But easier to justify
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 frickin' hours and five minutes now
Finally I found new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of house
See, sad it came to this point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
to peep, still 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 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
you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right 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 for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was gonna you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I hope we don't get stopped, no I fear
sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope gets an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
Well gotta go, 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 homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of jokes of a beat
I'm the you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with each of a pen
Perfect time to have 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, we go all over 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 head there's a voice in the and it hollas
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your time that's up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the you hate that you became
With faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you take for
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's have a facade and
Matthew and just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it to all of them,
I'm the hindsight to say, "I you so!"
of all the things that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you what tomorrow
If you don't after they call you
The laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits
But it's time to away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
it makes an impact don't bother
So before you your case
Better make sure packing a wallop

So one time, I'm back
it fades into 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 portrait of an artist
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and darker anything imaginable
Here goes a wild stab in the
As we pick up the last left off