Eminem "Bad Guy" lyrics

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Bad Guy

[Verse 1]It's like I'm in this dirt, digging up old hurtTried everything to get my mind off you, it won't workAll it takes is one song on the radio you're right back on itReminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me offAnd left me so burnt, spent a lot of time trying to soul searchMaybe I needed to grow up a little firstWell, looks like I hit a growth spurtBut I am coming for closureDon't suppose an explanation I'm owed forThe way that you turned your back on meJust when I may have needed you mostOh, you thought it was overYou can just close the chapterAnd go about your life, like it was nothingYou ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fineI'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha'bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have sufferedCan't think of a better way to define poetic justiceCan I hold grudges, mind is saying: "let it go, fuck this"Heart is saying: "I will once I bury this bitch aliveHide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"

[Hook: Sarah Jaffe]I flee the scene like it was my last rideYou see right through, oh, you had me pegged the first timeYou can't see the truth but it's easier to justify what's bad is goodAnd I hate to be the bad guy, I just hate to be the bad guy

[Verse 2]And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitchTo think it was you at one time I worshipped, shitThink you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitchFinish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwitThought some time had past and I forget it, forget it!You left our family in shamblesYou expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existedMaybe gone, but he's not forgottenAnd don't think cause he's been out the pictures so longThat I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get yaYou're wrong and that shit was rottenAnd 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 toNot once you called to ask me how I'm doingLetters, you don't respond to 'emFuck it, I'm coming to see youAnd gee who better to talk to than you?The cause of my problemsMy life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on youPoof, then I'm gone

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[Verse 3]I've been driving around your side of this townLike 9 frickin' hours and 45 minutes nowFinally I found your new address, park in your driveFeel like I been waiting on this moment all of my lifeAnd it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of salivaMy knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your houseSee, it's sad it came to this pointSuch a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see yaBut ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apologyOr your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seekSo I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom windowLike I reach my full potential, I peakedContinue to peep, still bent lowKeep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendoSneak all the way 'round to the back porchMan, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do thisYou don't plan for intruders before hand?Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack up a lungLike you picked up an axe up and then swungStick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunkBy 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 suckIt's just me, you and the music now, SlimI hope you hear it we are in a car right nowWait, here comes my favorite lyricI'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that dieAnd hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LPJust to try to get people to buyHow's this for publicity stunt? This should be funLast album now cause after this you'll be officially doneEminem killed by M&MMatthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initialsI initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck itSince you love you're city so muchI figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right hereTwo more exits, town is quite nearI hope we don't get stopped, no license I fearThat sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest ideaAs cops appear in my driver side mirror(Oh, God, Police!! Ah!)Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial plot, at leastNew plan StanSlim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, lincoln town carWell gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for youSlim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, oh hope you can swim good!Now say you hate homos again!

[Verse 4]I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offendI'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still inI'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a penPerfect time to have some remorse to show for your sinNo, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly inWhen they say all of this is approaching its endBut you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over againBacks to the wall, I'm stacking up all them oddsToilets clogged, Yeah 'cause I'm talking a lot of shit but I'm backing it all upBut in my head there's a voice in the back and it hollasAfter the track is demolishedI am your lack of a conscienceI'm the ringing in your earsI'm the polyps on the back of your tonsilsEating your vocal chords after your concertsI'm your time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledgedGrab for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallowI'm the bullies you hate, that you becameWith every faggot you slaughteredComing back on you every woman you insultThat, with the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughtersI represent everything, you take for granted'Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper's persona's half a facadeAnd Matthew and Stan's just symbolicOf you not knowing what you had until it's gone'Cause after all the glitz and the glamNo more fans that are calling your name, cameras are offSad, but it happens to all of themI'm the hindsight to say, "I told you so!"Foreshadows of all the things that are to followI'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrowIf you don't stop after they call you theBiggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it quitsWhen it's time to walk away, I'm every guilt tripThe baggage you had, but as you gather up all your possessionsIf there's anything you have left to sayUnless it makes an impact don't botherSo before you rest your caseBetter make sure you're packing a wallopSo one last time, I'm backBefore it fades into black and it's all overBehold the final chapter in the sagaTrying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottleTwice the magic that started it allTragic portrait of an artist torturedTrapped in his own drawingsTap into thoughtsBlacker and darker than anything imaginableHere goes a wild stab in the darkAs we pick up the last Mathers left off

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