Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried everything to get my off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're right 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
Maybe I to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am coming for
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
Just I may have needed you most
Oh, you it was over
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 I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I have suffered
Can't think of a way to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
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

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 keep getting with it?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit,
this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time had past and I it, forget it!
You our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never
Maybe gone, but not forgotten
And don't 'cause 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 that shit was
And the way you played him, same 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 you called to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you respond to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to talk to you?
The cause to my
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 ride
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
to be the bad guy

I've been around your side of the town
Like frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I found new address, park in your drive
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 of your 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 for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, still low
Keep tapping the glass lightly start to crescendo
all the way 'round to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You plan for intruders before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, rag, gag almost hack of a lung
Like you picked up an axe up and swung
Stick to the plan, drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans, irony spectacular,
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as suck

just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, here's a to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity This should be fun
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially
killed by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you love your so much
I figured, what the fuck the best you could be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, town is near
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I
sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops 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
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you homos 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 karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that hopelessly in
When they say all of this is its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all again

to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets clogged
Yeah 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 is demolished
I am your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of tonsils
Eating your vocal chords your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you hate that you
every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the 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
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 what happens
If you stop after they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But time to walk away
I'm ever trip the baggage you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's anything you left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you your case
make sure you're packing a wallop

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