Luyện nghe bài hát Bad Guy

It's I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it work
All it is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking brushed me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time to soul search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks like I hit a spurt
But I am coming for
suppose an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned back on me
Just when I may needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can just the chapter
And go your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you seem to be fine
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever 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 "I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I the scene like it was my last ride
You see through
Oh, you had me pegged the time
You can't see the
But it's easier to
What's bad is
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 keep getting away with it?
Not time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You expect me to just get over him? he never existed
gone, but he's not forgotten
And don't think 'cause he's out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin' and still coming to get ya
wrong and that shit was rotten
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 pain of resentment I on to
Not once you to ask me how I'm doing
Letters, you don't to 'em
it, I'm coming to see you
And gee who better to to than 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 through
Oh, you had me the first time
You see the truth
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 nine hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I your new address, park in your drive
Feel like I been 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, sad it came to this point
Such a disappointment I had to make appointment to come and see ya
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's that I seek
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom
Like I reach my potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the porch
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do
You don't plan for before hand?
to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost 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, irony spectacular,
Now who's a faggot, you
And your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck

It's just me, you and the music now,
I hope you it we are in a car right now
Wait, here comes my lyric
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people die
And hey, a sequel to my Mathers LP
to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity This should be fun
album now 'cause after this 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 your so much
I figured, what the fuck the best place you be buried alive is right here
Two more exits, is quite near
I hope we don't get stopped, no I fear
sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As appear in my driver side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope gets an aerial shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Well go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate again!

I also represent anyone normally on the end of these jokes of a beat
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and up still in
I'm karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have remorse 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 that it's over, we go all over again

Backs to the wall, I'm up all them odds, toilets 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 polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal after your concerts
I'm your time almost up that you haven't acknowledged
Grab for some water but I'm pill that's too jagged to swallow
I'm the you hate that you became
With every you slaughtered
Coming back on you every you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your
I represent everything you for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather's the rapper's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until gone
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more that are calling your name
Cameras are off, sad but it to all of them,
I'm the to say, "I told you so!"
of all the things that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you 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 ever guilt trip the you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's anything you left to say
Unless it an impact don't bother
So before you rest your
Better sure you're packing a wallop

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