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Bad Guy
Eminem Lyrics


It's like I'm in the 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 burned, 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'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 can 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 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's saying, "let it go, fuck this"
Heart's 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 the sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time'd pass and I'd forget it, forget it
You left our family in shambles
And 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 picture 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, cold
Have you any idea the 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 to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm gone, woosh

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 (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)

I've been driving 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 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 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
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, gag, almost hack of 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 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're in the 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 Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you're love with 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
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 side mirror
(Oh, God, police, ah)
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, 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
Nope, 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
Back's to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilet's clogged
Yeah, 'cause I'm talking a lotta shit but I'm backing 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 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, batter
But 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 just symbolic of you not knowing 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 you
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
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 where the last Mathers' left off

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bobbie Gentry, Michael Vincent Aiello, Laura Giordano, Larry Darnell Jr Griffin, Stephen Hacker, Sarah Elizabeth Jaffe, Mark Landon, Marshall B Iii Mathers, Walter Anthony Murphy, Gian Piero Reverberi, Vincent Anthony Venditto, Nicholas M Warwar

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Sean Clemson

(FANMADE) Eminem MMLP3 Tracklist

1. Marshall Bruce Mathers III - Em raps about himself and the way he is, and says he doesn’t care if people don’t like his music because of controversial lyrics
2. F*ck You Too - Em revisits his old school slim shady style and the flow and beat is reminiscent of his song Kill You from MMLP.
3. At The Top - Em talks about his old rap battles and warns the rap game about dissing him.
4. Old Enemies - Em talks about his old enemies (Hence the name) and in the third verse, the beat switches to a darker, more aggressive beat and Eminem delivers one of his angriest verses of all time (Kind of like his verse on medicine man), flaming his old enemies and talking about him now being at the top.
5. DETROIT (Feat. Royce Da ‘59) - Em and Royce talk about Detroit and how proud of it they are.
6. Mother’s Son - A very deep song by em. The first verse takes place during ems childhood and talks about his feelings for his mother in a very angry and sad way. The second verse takes place in 2002, when he released Cleaning Out My Closet, explaining his feelings for her and also explaining talking about it in front of a big audience. The third verse takes place today and serves as an apology for giving her such a bad light and also thanking her for raising him.
7. Can’t Love - Em goes into detail about his past relationships and talks about him not being able to have another relationship because of his experience with them.
8. Matthew - This song follows Bad Guy in the Stan Story and shows Matthew’s feelings about his revenge against Eminem in Bad Guy.
9. The Fame - Another deep song about his fame and the struggles of it which takes place in 2007. He goes into detail about Proofs death and his drug addiction and overdose which carries over to the next song.
10. The Recovery - A song about Ems drug addiction in 2007 and his sobriety. The First verse talks about his drug addiction and his depression because of proofs death, the second verse talks about him nearly committing suicide with drugs until he realised there’s more to life which he’d never get to see which results in him quitting drugs.
11. Never Stop - Em talks about him not giving up and his longevity as a rapper and he also talks about people comparing him to his older self and saying he’s still the same rapper.
12. Chop It Up (Feat. Tech N9ne) - An aggressive, more technical song with 2 verses from em and tech with a lot of amazing fast flows which is what they’re both known for.
13. Menacing (Feat. Logic, Joyner Lucas) - Another technical fast flow song over a fast tempo trap beat. Eminem has a faster verse than Godzilla on the third verse.
14. Bring it Back (Feat. YBN Cordae) - A punchline filled old school type song with YBN Cordae, one of ems favourite young rappers. They both show their best lyrical ability in their verses and go back to back in the third verse.
15. Lamb to the Slaughter (Feat Royce Da ‘59, KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz) - Another technical old school song very similar to I Will.
16. Undefeated - Eminem talks about his “G.O.A.T.” status in the rap game over a fast aggressive beat, similar to his song Greatest from Kamikaze. In the third verse he goes at the newer “mumble rappers” with some pretty cool wordplay thrown in.
17. Never Gave A F*ck - This song is the first song in 11 years which has an intro where Eminem says “A lot of people ask me”. This song sees Shady rapping about a lot of creative funny things like on SSLP, and also saying a lot of controversial things. This song is also the first one in about 7 years to end with a Ken Kaniff skit.

Leave your thoughts on it down below!



SlimEighty

5:11 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 closing in with each stroke of a pen
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin
Nope, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
When they say all of this is approachin' its end
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over again
Back's 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 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
Eatin' 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 f*g**t you slaughtered
Coming back on you, every woman you insult
Batter, but 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
Is half a facade, and Matthew and Stan's just symbolic
Of you not knowing 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 packin' a wallop
So, one last time, I'm back
Before it fades into black and it's all over
Behold the final chapter in a saga
Tryin' 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 where the last Mathers left off



Alex _Harnar_618

John Doe 0.o..... it feels like Eminem is getting possessed by The Grim Reaper who took:
John Lennon
David Bowie
Freddie Mercury
Kurt Cobain
Chester Bennington
Dolores O’ Rioraan
Bob Marley
Eric Carr
Mart St. John
Cliff Burton
The Rev
Michael Jackson
John Bonham
Malcom Young
Richard Wright
Paul Grey
Bon Scott
Dimebag Darrell
Vinnie Paul
Chris Cornell
George Harrison
Brian Jones
Jim Morrison
Jimi Hendrix
Neil Peart
Elvis Presley
Buddy Holly
Janis Joplin
Frank Zappa
Joey Ramone
Biggie Smalls
Tupac
. Proof
Big L
Big Pun
Easy E
Mac Miller
XXXTENTACION
Juice WRLD
Cameron Boyce
Etika
Carrie Fisher
Gene Wilder
Stan Lee
The victims of 9/11, The Columbine, Virginia Tech, Sandy Hook, Las Vegas, Stoneman Douglas, El-Paso, Dayton Shootings, and also not God, not Satan, but Fate Itself. The thing that made us survive everyday, the demon inside the mentality ill pigs that strayed these shootings and terrorist attacks, the demons that make us hang ourselves and slit our wrists when we feel numb, the spirit in ourselves that are the reason we are breathing and reading these sentences right now. It feels like both ‘The Grim Reaper’ each and everyone of our demons and ‘Our Fate Itself’ all breakdown in flames down to it is every weakness ANGERLY SPITTING OUT the insecurities and issues each and everyone of us have been facing in our lives backed in total darkness by an epic and powerful Orchestral Beat in a flow that no one could imagine could exist



Master Blade

It's like I'm in the 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 burned, 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'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 can 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 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's saying, "let it go, fuck this"
Heart's 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 the sewing kit, bitch
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Thought some time'd pass and I'd forget it, forget it
You left our family in shambles
And 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 picture 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, cold
Have you any idea the 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 to my problems
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
Poof, then I'm gone, woosh
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 (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad guy (follow me, I run, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I've been driving 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 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 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
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, gag, almost hack of 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 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're in the 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 Eminem
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Since you're love with 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
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 side mirror
(Oh, God, police, ah)
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, 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
Nope, 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
Back's to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilet's clogged
Yeah, 'cause I'm talking a lotta shit but I'm backing 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 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, batter
But 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 just symbolic of you not knowing 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 you
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
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 where the last Mathers' left off



ctrl plus w equals free waifu

"Recapture lighting trapped in a bottle twice"

Capturing:taking a picture which lightning is too fast for

Capturing:lightning is also impossible to capture with a bottle

Capturing:eminem captured in a bottle

Capturing:emotionally stuck in a bottle

Eminem is a genius



All comments from YouTube:

Hunter Kneifel

This is honestly Em’s most underrated song

BVB

This and litlle engine

Josh Frothingham

My favorite song he has ever made

Steven Motie

I love this sequel so much. It shows his artistic talents and imagery and ability to pick up on a previous song planned or unplanned. Amazing work of art. I dislike rap nowadays because it’s not art with mumble rappers

Luke Life

a lot of his songs are underated

6545 6545

This is underrated to... but I'd say his MOST underrated is cocaine.

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Skeletor

People talking about billie eilish “bad guy”...bruh this is the TRUE bad guy

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@BLACKPINK THUMBS don’t matter she don’t have shit on Eminem

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