Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old
Tried 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 again how you fucking just brushed me off
And me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a growth
But I am for closure
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way you turned your back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can close the chapter
And go about your life, it was nothing
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd never but tonight I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't of a better way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, is saying: "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury bitch alive
Hide the 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 easier to justify
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 time I worshiped,
you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Not this time, you go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow,
Thought some time had past and I forget it, it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to get over him? Pretend he never existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think he's been out the pictures so long
I've 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 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 to talk to than you?
The cause to my
My life is garbage and I'm to take it out on you
Poof, I'm gone

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see through
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 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
I found your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I waiting on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is of saliva
My is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
See, it's sad it came to this
Such a disappointment I had to make this 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 treat your bedroom
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, bent low
Keep tapping the glass lightly then to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You don't for intruders before hand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a
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 Bronco hat, you can have shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you hear it we are in a car now
Wait, here comes my lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you to my brother, but fuck it
you love your city 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 get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
New Stan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro 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 these jokes of a
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and up still 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
they 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 odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of but I'm backing it all up
But in my head there's a voice in the and it hollas
After the is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the in your ears
I'm the on the back of your tonsils
Eating your chords after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't
Grab for some water but I'm that that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With every faggot you
Coming back on you every you insult there
the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing 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 hindsight to say, "I you so!"
Foreshadows of all the that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens
If you don't after they call you
The biggest laughing 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 your
If there's you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

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