Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
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 again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of trying to soul search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
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 needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can just close the
And go about your life, like it was
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever have suffered
think of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I this bitch alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last 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

And to think I used to you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away 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 it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't think 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 played him, same you did to me
Have you any idea that shit 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 don't to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to than
The cause to my
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But it's to justify
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've driving around your side of the town
Like frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in drive
Feel like I waiting on this moment 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 of your house
See, sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to this appointment to come 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 sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do
You don't plan for intruders before
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 core plan, drag to the of a trunk
By one of your fans, spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you 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
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity This should be fun
album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
you love your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is here
Two exits, town is quite near
I we don't get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can good!
Now say you homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell in and woke up still in
I'm your closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to 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

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets clogged
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 lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after concerts
I'm your time almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you every woman you insult
With the double-standards you when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you for granted
'Cause Mather's the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just 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
are off, sad but it happens to all of them,
I'm the hindsight to say, "I you so!"
Foreshadows of all the things are to follow
I'm the that's here to show you what happens 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 anything you have left to say
Unless it an impact don't bother
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

So one time, I'm back
it fades into black and it's all over
Behold the chapter in the saga
Trying to that lightning trapped in a bottle
the magic that 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 up the last Mathers' left off