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 is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just me off
And left me so burned, spent a lot of trying to soul search
I needed to grow up a little first
Looks I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for
Don't an explanation I'm owed for
The way that you turned your on me
when I may have needed you most
Oh, you it was over
You can just close the
And go your life, like it was nothing
You ruined mine, but you to be doing fine
I'd never recovered but I betcha that whatcha
'Bout to go tougher than anything I ever have suffered
Can't think of a better way to define poetic
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, this"
Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this alive
Hide the shovel and then off in the sunset"

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first 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

And to think I 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 go and get sewing kit, bitch
Finish stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some had past and I forget it, forget it!
You left our family in
You me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
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 was rotten
And the way you him, same shit you did to me
Have you any idea that shit 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 respond to 'em
Fuck it, I'm 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, then I'm

I flee the like it was my last ride
You see right
Oh, you had me the first time
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
nine frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address, in your drive
Feel like I been waiting on this all of my life
And now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
My knife is out and I'm on the side of your house
See, sad it came to this point
a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
But ain't for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of sympathy, revenge that I seek
So I sneak and treat your bedroom window
Like I my full potential, I peeked
Continue to peep, still low
Keep the glass lightly then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way 'round to the back
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that 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
Like you 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 a faggot, you punk?
And here's Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they 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 fun of people that die
And hey, here's a sequel to my LP
Just to try to get to buy
this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
Last album now 'cause this you'll be officially done
Eminem by Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your
I was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you your city so much
I figured, what the 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 hear? 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear in my side mirror
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an shot of your burial
New plan
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, town car
Well go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Slim, this is for him and Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate again!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of jokes of a beat
I'm the you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing in each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for sin
No, it's hopeless, I'm the that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of 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
'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all up
But in my there's a voice in the back and it hollas
the track is demolished
I am your lack of a
I'm the ringing in ears
I'm the polyps on the of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords 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 bullies you hate that you
With every you slaughtered
back on you every woman you insult there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to daughters
I represent everything you for granted
Marshall Mather's the rapper's persona's have a facade and
Matthew and Stan's symbolic 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 your
Cameras are off, sad but it to all of them,
I'm the to say, "I told you so!"
Foreshadows of all the that are to follow
I'm the future here to show you what happens tomorrow
If you don't stop they call you
The laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits
But it's time to walk
I'm ever guilt trip the you had
But as you up all your possessions
If there's you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact bother
So before you rest 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 final chapter in the
Trying to recapture that trapped in a bottle
Twice the magic that it all
Tragic portrait of an tortured
in his own drawings
Tap thoughts
Blacker and darker than anything
Here goes a wild in the dark
As we up the last Mathers' left off