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Bad Guy (Explicit) - Eminem

Lyrics by：Marshall Mathers/L. Griffin Jr/M Landon/Sarah Jaffe/W Murphy/N. Warwar/V. Venditto/S. Hacker/M. Aiello/G. Reverberi/L. Giordano

Composed by：Marshall Mathers/L. Griffin Jr/M Landon/Sarah Jaffe/W Murphy/N. Warwar/V. Venditto/S. Hacker/M. Aiello/G. Reverberi/L. Giordano

Produced by：S1/Streetrunner

Eminem：

It's like I'm in the dirt diggin' 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 *******

Just brushed me off and left me so burnt

Spent a lot of time tryna soul search

Maybe I needed to grow up a little first

Well looks like I hit a growth spurt

But I'm 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 could just close the

Chapter and go about your life like it was nothing

You ruined mine but you seem to be doing fine

Well I've never recovered

But tonight bet you that what you're

'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 saying let it go **** this

Heart's saying I will once I bury this ***** alive

Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset

Sarah Jaffe：

I flee the scene the scene like it was my last ride

You see right through right through

Oh you had me pegged the first time

You can see the truth the truth

But it's easier to justify what's bad is good

And I hate to be the bad guy the bad guy

I just hate to be the bad guy the bad guy

Follow me follow me I ruh-uh-un follow me I ruh-uh-un

I just hate to be the bad

Eminem：

And to think I used to think you was the **** *****

To think it was you at one time I worshipped ****

Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it

Not this time you better go and get the sewing kit *****

Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sew nitwit

Thought some time would pass and I'd forget it forget it

You left our family in shambles

You expect me to just get over him pretend he never existed

May be gone but he's not forgotten

And don't think 'cause he's been out the picture so long

That I've stopped the plotting and still ain't coming to get ya

You're wrong and that **** was rotten

And the way you played him's same **** you did to me cold

Have you any idea the **** that I've gone through

Feelings I harbor all this pent-up resentment I hold on to

Not once you call to ask me how I'm doing

Letters you don't respond to 'em

**** it I'm coming 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 ya

Poof then I'm gone voosh

Sarah Jaffe：

I flee the scene the scene like it was my last ride

You see right through right through

Oh you had me pegged the first time

You can see the truth the truth

But it's easier to justify what's bad is good

And I hate to be the bad guy the bad guy

I just hate to be the bad guy the bad guy

Follow me follow me I ruh-uh-un follow me I ruh-uh-un

I just hate to be the bad guy

Follow me I ruh-uh-un follow me I ruh-uh-un

Eminem：

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've 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 I ain't here for your 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 peeked haha

Continue to peep still bent low then keep

Tapping 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 beforehand

Surprised to see me cat got your tongue

Gag chloroform rag dag almost hack-up a lung

Like you picked an axe up and swung stick to the core plan

Dragged to the back of a trunk by one of your fans

Irony's spectacular huh now who's a faggot you punk

And here's your Bronco hat you can have

That **** back 'cause they suck

It's just me you and the music now Slim I hope you hear it

We're 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 a publicity stunt

This should be fun

Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done

Eminem killed by M and M Matthew Mitchell

***** I even have your initials

I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother but **** it

Since you're in love with your city so much I figured

What the **** the best place you could be buried alive is right here

Two more exits time is quite near

Hope we don't get stopped no license I fear

That sirens I hear

Guess ninety on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea

As cops appear in my driver's side mirror

Oh God police agh

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

Ha ha 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 offend

I'm the nightmare you fell asleep and then woke up still in

I'm your karma closin' in with each stroke of a pen

Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin

Nope it's hopeless

I'm that 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

Back's to the wall I'm stackin' up all them odds

Toilets clogged yeah 'cause I'm talkin' a lot of ****

But I'm backin' it all up

But in my head there's a voice in the back and it hollers

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 cords 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 comin' back on ya

Every woman you insult batter

But the double-standard you have

When it comes to your daughters

I represent everything you take for granted

'Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper's persona

Is half a facade and Matthew and Stan's just symbolic

Of you not knowin' what you had 'til 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 ya

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 have

But as you gather up all your possessions

If there's anything you have left to say

'Less it makes an impact then don't bother

So 'fore you rest your case better

Make sure you're packing a wallop a wallop

So one last time I'm back

'Fore it fades into black and it's all over

Behold the final chapter in a saga

Tryna 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

Uh as we pick up where the last Mathers left off