Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't
All it takes is one song on the radio right back on it
Reminding me all again how you fucking just brushed me off
And me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't suppose an explanation I'm for
The way that you turned back on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can just the chapter
And go about your life, it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
But it's easier to
What's bad is
And I to be the bad guy
I just 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 hurt and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
Finish this stitch so you can what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the and still ain't coming to get ya
wrong and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, same you did to me
Have you any idea that 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 better to to than you?
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
But easier 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 side of the town
Like nine 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 mouth is full of
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 make appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't 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
Continue to peep, still low
Keep tapping the glass then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do
You don't plan for intruders hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost hack 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, 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 hear it we are in a car 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 this for publicity This should be fun
Last album now after this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was gonna you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your city so
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 I fear
That sirens I Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, at the bridge, haha 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 karma closing in each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to some remorse to show 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, we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my there's a voice in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your time that's almost up that you acknowledged
for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate you became
With every you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a 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 that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't after they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it
But it's time to walk
I'm ever guilt trip the 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 you're packing a wallop

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