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 is one song on the radio you're right back on it
me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to grow up a first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am for closure
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
Just when I may have you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, like it was
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define justice
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I 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 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

And to think I used to you was the shit, bitch
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 better go and get sewing kit,
Finish this so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get him? Pretend he never existed
Maybe gone, but he's not
And don't think 'cause he's been out the so long
That stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
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 don't to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to 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 like it was my last
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 hate to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving your side of the town
Like frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my
And it's now arrived, and my is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of house
See, it's sad it came to this
Such a disappointment I had to this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your
Or friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
I reach my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep the glass lightly 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 before
Surprised to see me? Cat got tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost hack of a lung
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, spectacular, huh?
Now a faggot, you punk?
And here's Bronco hat, you can have that shit 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 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 for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was gonna bury you to my brother, but fuck it
Since you love your so much
I figured, the fuck the best 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 an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate again!

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

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the and it hollas
After the track is
I am your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords after your
I'm time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With every faggot you
back on you every woman you insult there
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you take for
'Cause Marshall 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 glam no 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 that's to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop after call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can't it quits
But it's time to away
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you gather up all possessions
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So before you rest your
make sure you're packing a wallop

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