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 on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to search
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
like I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just close the
And go about your life, it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing
I'd never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever suffered
Can't think of a way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and drive off in the sunset"

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
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 it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just getting away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to get over him? 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 still ain't to get ya
You're and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him, same you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've gone
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to than
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

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 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 driving around your side of the town
Like nine hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been on this moment 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 came to point
Such a I had to make this 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 bedroom window
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
to peep, still bent low
Keep the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the 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 hack of a
Like you picked up an axe up and swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, here comes my 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 stunt? should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried is right here
Two exits, town is quite near
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the idea
As cops appear in my driver mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
gotta 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 normally on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up 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 that you're hopelessly in
When say all of this is approaching its end
But you to believe that it's over, here we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
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
the track is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm your time that's almost up you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With faggot you slaughtered
back on you every woman you insult there
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper'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 glam no more fans that are calling 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 future that's here to show you happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after they you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But time to walk away
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you gather up all your
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it an impact don't bother
So before you rest your
Better make sure packing a wallop

So one time, I'm back
Before it fades into black and all over
Behold the chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture that trapped in a bottle
Twice the that started it all
Tragic of an artist tortured
Trapped in his own
Tap thoughts
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here goes a stab in the dark
As we up the last Mathers' left off