Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
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 me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to up a little first
Looks like I hit a growth
But I am coming for
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can just the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have
Can't think of a better way to 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 and then drive off in the sunset"

I the scene like it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me the first 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

And to think I used to you was the shit, bitch
To think it was you at one I worshiped, shit
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting with it?
Not time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he existed
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't think he's been out the pictures so long
That stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and shit was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've gone
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of I hold on to
Not you called 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 talk to you?
The to my problems
My is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

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 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 around your side of the town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in your
Feel like I waiting on this moment all of my life
And now arrived, and my mouth is full 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 this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to
Sneak all the way 'round to the porch
Man, handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan for 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 then
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
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, comes my favorite 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
album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you love city so much
I figured, the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is quite
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
That sirens I hear? 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
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 Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you homos again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell in and woke up still in
I'm your closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to some remorse to show for your sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the that you're 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 up all them odds, toilets clogged
'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a in the back and it hollas
After the track is
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating vocal chords after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't
for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
With every faggot you
back on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a 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 fans that are calling your name
are off, sad but it happens 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 show you what happens
If you don't stop they call you
The laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits
But it's time to away
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 bother
So before you your case
Better make sure you're 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 lightning in a bottle
the magic that started it all
Tragic of an artist tortured
in his own drawings
Tap into
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here goes a stab in the dark
As we pick up the last left off