Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging 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
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an explanation I'm 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 life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have
Can't think of a better way to define justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
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 I used to think you was the shit, bitch
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 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 Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures so
That stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
wrong and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
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 life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the 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
to be the bad guy

I've been driving around your side of the
Like nine frickin' hours and forty minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in 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 on the side of your house
See, it's sad it came to 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 revenge I seek
So I vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You don't for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a
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

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, here my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of that die
And hey, here's a to my Mathers LP
to try to get people 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 initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
That I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my driver side
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in big, Lincoln town car
Well go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, you can swim good!
Now say you homos again!

I also represent anyone seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in with each of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial you're hopelessly in
When they say all of is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets clogged
Yeah I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the back and it
After the is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of your
your vocal chords after your concerts
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 faggot you
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I represent everything you take for
'Cause Mather's 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 glitz and the no more fans that 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 here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But time to walk 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 case
Better make sure packing 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 trapped in a bottle
the magic that started it all
Tragic portrait of an tortured
in his own drawings
Tap into
Blacker and darker than anything
goes a wild stab in the dark
As we pick up the last Mathers' off