Bad Guy

Eminem
It’s like I'm in this dirt
digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get
my mind off you
it won’t work
All it takes is one song
on the radio
you’re right back on it
Reminding me all over again
how you fucking
just brushed me off
And left me so burnt
spent a lot of time
trying to soul search
Maybe I needed to
grow up a little first
Well looks like
I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for closure
Don’t suppose an explanation
I’m owed for
The way that you
turned your back on me
Just when I may
have needed you most
Oh you thought it was over
You can just close the chapter
And go about your life
like it was nothing
You ruined mine
but you seem to be doing fine
I’d never recovered
but tonight I bet ya that what ya
'bout to go through’s tougher
than anything I ever have suffered
Can’t think of a better way
to define poetic justice
Can I hold grudges
mind is saying
let it go fuck this
Heart is saying
I will once I bury this bitch alive
Hide the shovel
and then drive off in the sunset
I flee the scene like
it was my last ride
You see right through oh
you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
but it's easier to justify
what's bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy
And to think
I used to think you was the shit bitch
To think it was you
at one time I worshiped shit
Think you can hurt people
and just keep getting away with it
Not this time
you better go
and get sewing kit bitch
Finish this stitch
so you can reap
what you sow nitwit
Thought some time had past
and I forget it forget it
You left our family in shambles
You expect me to just get over him
pretend he never existed
Maybe gone
but he's not forgotten
And don't think cause
he's been out the pictures so long
That I've stopped the plottin'
and still ain't coming to get ya
You're wrong
and that shit was rotten
And the way you played him
same shit you did to me go
Have you any idea
that shit I've gone through
Feelings I harbor
all this pent up resentment
I hold on to
Not once you called
to ask me how I'm doing
Letters you don't respond to 'em
Fuck it I'm comin' to see you
And gee
who better to talk to than you
The cause of my problems
My life is garbage
and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof then I'm gone
I flee the scene like
it was my last ride
You see right through oh
you had me pegged the first time
You can't see the truth
but it's easier to justify
what's bad is good
And I hate to be the bad guy
I just hate to be the bad guy
I've been drivin'
around your side of this town
Like nine frickin' hours
and forty five minutes now
Finally I found your new address
park in your drive
Feel like I been waitin'
on this moment all of my life
And it's now arrived
and my mouth is full of saliva
My knife is out and
I'm duckin' on the side of your house
See it's sad it came to this point
Such 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 apology
Or your friendship or sympathy
it's revenge that I seek
So I sneak vengefully
and treat your bedroom window
Like I reach my full potential I peaked
Continue to peep
still bent low
Keep tappin' the glass lightly
then start to crescendo
Sneak all the way
'round to the back porch
Man door handles unlocked
shouldn't be that easy to do this
You don't plan
for intruders before hand
Surprised to see me
cat got your tongue
Gag chloroform rag
gag almost hack up a lung
Like you picked up
an axe up and swung
Stick to the core plan
drag to the back of a trunk
By one of your fans
irony spectacular huh
Now who's a faggot you punk
And here's your Bronco hat
you can have that shit back
cause they suck
It's just me
you and the music now Slim
I hope you hear it
we are in a car right now
Wait here comes my favorite lyric
I'm the bad guy
who makes fun of people that die
And hey
here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Just to try to get people to buy
How's this for publicity stunt
This should be fun
Last album now cause
after this you'll be officially done
Eminem killed by M&M
Matthew Mitchell bitch
I even have your initials
I initially was gonna bury
you next to my brother but fuck it
Since you love your city so much
I figured
what the fuck the best place
you could be buried
alive is right here
Two more exits time is quite near
I hope we don't get stopped
no license I fear
That sirens I hear
Guess 90 on the freeway
wasn't the brightest idea
As cops appear
in my driver side mirror
Oh God police ahhhh
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial
shot of your burial plot at least
New plan Stan
Slim chauvinist pig drove in this big
Lincoln Town Car
Well gotta go almost at the bridge
haha big bro it's for you
Slim this is for him and Frank Ocean
oh hope you can swim good
Now say you hate homos again
I also represent anyone
on the receiving
end of those jokes you invent
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep
in and woke up still in
I'm your karma closing
in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have
some remorse to show for your sin
No it's hopeless
I'm the denial
that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of
this is approaching its end
But you refuse to believe
that it's over
here we go all over again
Backs to the wall
I’m stacking up all them odds
Toilets clogged yeah
cause I’m talking a lot of shit
but I’m backing it all up
But in my head there’s a voice
in the back and it hollas
After the track is demolished
I am your lack of a conscience
I’m the ringing in your ears
I’m the polyps
on the back of your tonsils
Eating your vocal chords
after your concerts
I’m your time that’s almost up
that you haven’t acknowledged
Grab for some water
but I’m that pill
that’s too jagged to swallow
I’m the bullies you hate
that you became
With every faggot you slaughtered
Coming back on you
every woman you insult
That with the double standards you have
when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything
you take for granted
‘Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper’s
persona's half a facade
And Matthew and
Stan’s just symbolic
Of you not knowing
what you had 'till it’s gone
‘Cause after all the
glitz and the glam
No more fans
that are calling your name
cameras are off
Sad but it happens to all of them
I’m the hindsight to say
I told you so
Foreshadows of
all the things that are to follow
I’m the future
that’s here to show you
what happens tomorrow
If you don’t stop
after they call you the
Biggest laughing stock of rap
who can’t call it quits
When it’s time to walk away
I’m every guilt trip
The baggage you had
but as you gather up
all your possessions
If there's anything
you have left to say
Unless it makes an impact
then don’t bother
So before you rest your case
Better make sure
you’re packing a wallop
So one last time
I’m back
Before it fades
into black and it’s all over
Behold the final chapter in the saga
Trying to recapture
that lightning trapped in a bottle
Twice the magic that started it all
Tragic portrait of an artist tortured
Trapped in his own drawings
Tap into thoughts
Blacker and darker
than anything imaginable
Here goes a wild stab in the dark
As we pick up
the last Mathers left off

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