Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's like I'm in the dirt, up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it work
All it takes is one song on the radio you're right on it
me all over 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 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 your life, like it was
You mine, but you seem to be doing fine
I'd recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to poetic justice
Can I hold grudges, mind is "let it go, fuck this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I this bitch alive
the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

I flee the scene like it was my last
You see right
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You see the truth
But easier 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 think you was the shit,
To think it was you at one time I worshiped,
Think you can hurt people and 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 time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over Pretend he never existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
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 this of resentment I hold on to
Not once you called to ask me how I'm
Letters, you don't to 'em
Fuck it, I'm to see you
And gee who better to talk to you?
The cause to my
My life is and I'm 'bout to take 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 time
You see the truth
But it's to justify
What's bad is
And I to be the bad guy
I just to be the bad guy
to be the bad guy

I've been around your side of the town
Like nine frickin' and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, park in your
like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of house
See, it's sad it came to point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your
Or your of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential, I
to peep, still 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 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 of a trunk
By one of your fans, spectacular, huh?
Now who's a faggot, you
And here's Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's me, you and the music now, Slim
I you hear it we are in a car right now
Wait, comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy who fun of people that die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers 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 by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but it
Since you love city so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is here
Two more exits, town is quite
I hope we get stopped, no license I fear
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the wasn't the brightest idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of burial
New Stan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln 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 hate again!

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

Backs to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilets
Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm it all up
But in my head there's a in the back and it hollas
the track is demolished
I am lack of a conscience
I'm the in your ears
I'm the polyps on the back of your
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm your time that's almost up you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to
I'm the bullies you hate that you
With faggot you slaughtered
back on you every woman you insult there
With the you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a and
Matthew and Stan's just of you not knowing what you had until it's gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling 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 that are to
I'm the future that's here to you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The biggest laughing of rap who can't call it quits
But it's to walk away
I'm guilt trip the baggage you had
But as you gather up all possessions
If there's you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact don't
So you rest your case
Better make you're packing a wallop

So one time, I'm back
Before it fades into black and it's all
Behold the chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a
Twice the that started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist
Trapped in his own
Tap into
Blacker and than anything imaginable
Here goes a wild in the dark
As we pick up the last left off