Текст песни 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
betcha
that
whatcha
'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
worshipped,
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
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
you
Poof,
then
I'm
gone,
whoosh
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
driving
around
your
side
of
this
town
Like
9 frickin'
hours
and
45
minutes
now
Finally
I
found
your
new
address,
park
in
your
drive
Feel
like
I
been
waiting
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
ducking
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
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
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
then
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,
town
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!
Ahh!
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
offend
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
until
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
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
1 Bad Guy
2 Parking Lot (Skit)
3 Rhyme Or Reason
4 So Much Better
5 Survival
6 Legacy
7 Asshole
8 Berzerk
9 Brainless
10 Stronger Than I Was
11 The Monster
12 So Far...
13 Love Game
14 Headlights
15 Evil Twin
16 Baby
17 Desperation
18 Groundhog Day
19 Beautiful Pain
20 Wicked Ways
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