Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're right on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
Just when I may needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just close the
And go about your life, it was nothing
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher anything I ever have suffered
think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and 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 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

And to I used to think you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt and just keep getting away with it?
Not time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And think 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still coming to get ya
You're wrong and that was rotten
And the way you played him, same you did to me
you any idea that shit I've gone 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 better to to than you?
The to my problems
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 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 around your side of the town
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I found new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been 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 side of house
See, it's sad it to this point
Such a disappointment I had to this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the lightly then start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for intruders hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag hack of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a
By one of your fans, spectacular, huh?
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 it we are in a car right now
Wait, here comes my favorite
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two exits, town is quite near
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the idea
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in big, Lincoln town 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 represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up in
I'm your karma closing in with stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some 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, toilets
Yeah 'cause I'm a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
With every you slaughtered
back on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall 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 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 things are to follow
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 gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it an impact don't bother
So before you rest your
Better make sure you're 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 lightning trapped in a
Twice the that started it all
Tragic portrait of an tortured
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here goes a wild stab in the
As we pick up the last left off