Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the you're right back on it
Reminding me all 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 up a little first
Looks like I hit a growth
But I am for closure
Don't suppose an I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you thought it was
You can close the chapter
And go about life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be fine
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 better way to define poetic
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 flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
You see the truth
But it's easier to
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I hate to be the bad guy

And to I used to think 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,
Finish this so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our in shambles
You expect me to just get him? Pretend he never existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures so
That I've the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong and that shit was
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit I've through?
Feelings I harbor, all pain of resentment I hold on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm 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, I'm gone

I flee the scene like it was my ride
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the first
You see the truth
But it's easier to
bad is good
And I to be the bad guy
I just to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been driving your side of the town
Like nine frickin' hours and forty minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in drive
Feel I been waiting on this moment all of my life
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 to this point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my full potential, I
Continue to peep, bent low
tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way to the back porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be easy to do this
You don't plan for before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag hack of a lung
you picked up an axe up and then swung
Stick to the core plan, drag to the of a trunk
By one of fans, irony 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 now, Slim
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, here my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get to buy
How's this for stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I have your initials
I initially was bury you next 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 sirens I Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln car
Well gotta go, at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can good!
Now say you hate again!

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

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets clogged
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 your of a conscience
I'm the ringing in your
I'm the polyps on the back of your
Eating your chords after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up that you acknowledged
Grab for some but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the bullies you that you became
With every you slaughtered
Coming back on you every woman you there
the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the no more 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!"
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 they call you
The biggest laughing stock of rap who call it quits
But time to walk away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's anything you have to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So you rest your case
Better sure you're packing 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 trapped in a
Twice the magic started it all
portrait of an artist tortured
Trapped in his own
Tap thoughts
Blacker and darker than imaginable
Here goes a wild in the dark
As we up the last Mathers' left off