Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my off you, it won't work
All it is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just me off
And left me so burned, a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a little
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am for closure
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
Just when I may needed you most
Oh, you it was over
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 I betcha that whatcha
to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
But easier to justify
bad is good
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 it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought time had past 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 '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 shit was rotten
And the way you played him, shit you did to me
Have you any idea shit I've 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 better to to than you?
The to my problems
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 last
You see through
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 hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving your side of the town
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this 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 side of your
See, it's sad it came to this
Such a disappointment I had to make 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 revenge I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I
to peep, still bent low
Keep tapping the lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door handles unlocked, be that easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and then
Stick to the plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that back as they suck

It's just me, you and the now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, here comes my favorite
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity stunt? should be fun
Last album now 'cause after you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you your city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be 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 the brightest idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New plan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
gotta go, almost 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 hate again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a
I'm the you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in 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 that it's over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm it all up
But in my head there's a in the back and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords your concerts
I'm your that's 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 faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it to your daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had 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!"
Foreshadows of all the things that are to
I'm the that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But time to walk away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

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