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 right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you just brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I to grow up a little first
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
Just when I may have needed you
Oh, you it was over
You can just close the
And go about your life, it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that
'Bout to go through's tougher than I ever have suffered
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 alive
Hide the shovel and drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You see the truth
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 think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt people and keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
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 think 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this of resentment I hold on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you respond to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who to talk to than you?
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

I the scene like 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 driving around your side of the
Like nine frickin' hours and forty five now
Finally I found your new address, in your drive
Feel like I been 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 this appointment to and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the glass 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?
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
Like you picked up an axe up and then
Stick to the plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they

It's just me, you and the now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people 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
album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your city so
I figured, what the the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is 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 appear in my driver side
(Help, god police, ah!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate again!

I also represent normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have remorse 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 to believe that it's over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of but I'm backing it all up
But in my head a voice in the back and it hollas
the track is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't
for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the you hate that you became
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you every woman you there
With the double-standards you have when it to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'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
after all the glitz 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 that are to
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But it's time to away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all possessions
If anything you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So before you rest your
Better make sure you're packing a

So one time, I'm back
Before it fades into black and it's all
Behold the final in the saga
Trying to recapture that trapped in a bottle
Twice the magic started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and darker than anything
Here goes a stab in the dark
As we pick up the last Mathers' off