Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't
All it takes is one on the radio you're right back on it
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way you turned your back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha whatcha
'Bout to go through's than 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"
Heart is saying: "I 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 right
Oh, you had me the first time
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

And to think I used to think you was the shit,
To think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow,
some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get over Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And think 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
That I've the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all pain of resentment I hold on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to than
The to my problems
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 time
You see the truth
But it's 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 around your side of the
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is 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 make this to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I
So I sneak vengefully and treat bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and 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

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, here comes my lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a sequel to my 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
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was gonna bury you to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your so much
I figured, what the the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, is quite near
I we don't 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!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln 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 homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a
I'm the nightmare you asleep in and woke up still 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 that hopelessly in
they say all of this is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe that over, here 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 shit but I'm it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the back and it
After the is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With faggot you slaughtered
Coming on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I represent you take for granted
Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing you had until it's gone
'Cause 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 are to follow
I'm the future that's here to you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest laughing of rap who can't call it quits
But time to walk away
I'm ever guilt the baggage you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So you rest your case
Better make sure packing a wallop

So one last time, I'm
Before it fades into black and all over
Behold the final in the saga
Trying to recapture that trapped in a bottle
Twice the magic that it all
Tragic portrait of an tortured
in his own drawings
Tap thoughts
Blacker and darker than imaginable
Here goes a wild in the dark
As we up the last Mathers' left off