bad guy
Eminem/Musicfire.in Lyrics
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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
Looks like I hit a growth spurt
But I am coming for closure
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 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
Have you any idea that shit I've gone through?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of 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
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
Hate to be the bad guy
I've been driving around your side of the 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 ya empathy, I don't need your apology
Or your friendship of 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
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 of 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 as 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 Eminem
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
(Help, god police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
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, hope you can swim good!
Now say you hate homos again!
I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
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 there
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I represent everything you take for granted
'Cause Marshall Mather’s the rapper’s persona’s have 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
But it’s time to walk away
I’m ever 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
The lyrics to Eminem/Musicfire.in's song Bad Guy are about the rapper's desire for closure and revenge after being abandoned by someone close to him. He describes digging up old wounds and trying to move on, but being constantly reminded of the person who hurt him. The lyrics are filled with anger and resentment, culminating in a detailed plan to seek revenge through violence. The lyrics also include references to Eminem's own career, with lines about making fun of people who die and releasing a sequel to his hit album The Marshall Mathers LP.
The main theme of the song is the desire for closure and revenge after being hurt by someone close to you. Eminem expresses his anger and resentment through graphic descriptions of violence and vengeance, but also reflects on his own role in the situation. He acknowledges that he may be seen as the "bad guy" in the situation, but also feels that he is justified in seeking revenge for the pain he has endured.
The song is notable for its complex structure, which includes multiple verses and a chorus that shifts in tone and meaning over the course of the song. The lyrics are also filled with references to other songs and albums by Eminem, making it a self-referential commentary on his own career and legacy.
Line by Line Meaning
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
I feel like I'm stuck in the past, constantly reliving past pain and trauma.
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
I've tried numerous strategies to forget about you, but none of them have been successful.
All it takes is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Just hearing one song on the radio brings back all the memories of you and our past relationship.
Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
It reminds me of how you completely disregarded and rejected me without any consideration.
And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
You left me emotionally scarred, and I've spent a considerable amount of time trying to find myself and heal.
Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Perhaps I needed to mature and gain more life experience before fully understanding what happened between us.
Looks like I hit a growth spurt
It seems like I've had a sudden burst of personal growth and development.
But I am coming for closure
Now, I am seeking closure and resolution from our past.
Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
I don't expect an explanation from you, but I feel like I deserve one for the way you treated me.
The way that you turned your back on me
You completely abandoned me and betrayed my trust.
Just when I may have needed you most
Right when I needed your support and presence the most.
Oh, you thought it was over
You believed that our connection and all the pain it caused had ended.
You can just close the chapter
You can simply move on and forget about what happened between us.
And go about your life, like it was nothing
You're able to continue with your life as if our relationship and its impact meant absolutely nothing.
You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
You destroyed my life, but it appears that you are doing well and unaffected by the damage you caused.
I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha
I never fully healed from the pain you caused, but tonight I'm willing to wager that what you're about to experience will be even worse than anything I've suffered.
'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
What you're about to endure will be more difficult and challenging than anything I have ever experienced.
Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
I can't think of a more fitting way to describe this situation than poetic justice.
Can I hold grudges, mind is saying: 'let it go, fuck this'
My mind is torn between holding onto resentment and wanting to let go and move on from this situation.
Heart is saying: 'I will once I bury this bitch alive
My heart is saying that I'll be able to let go of the anger and resentment once I have completely gotten rid of this painful memory.
Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset'
Metaphorically, I want to hide any evidence of this pain and then walk away from it as if nothing ever happened, just like a character driving off into the sunset.
I flee the scene like it was my last ride
I quickly leave the situation, as if it was a life-or-death situation.
You see right through
You easily see through my facade and can read me like a book.
Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You accurately assessed my true character and intentions from the very beginning of our relationship.
You can't see the truth
Despite your understanding of me, you fail to truly see the deeper truth and complexity of my emotions.
But it's easier to justify
It's simpler for you to rationalize and justify your actions and decisions.
What's bad is good
You perceive negative or harmful behaviors as acceptable or even positive.
And I hate to be the bad guy
I detest being the one who is seen as the villain or the antagonist in this situation.
I just hate to be the bad guy
I genuinely dislike fulfilling that role and being perceived in a negative light.
And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch
It's unbelievable to me that I once thought you were amazing and important, but now I realize you're nothing special.
To think it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
It's shocking to consider that there was a time when I idolized and adored you.
Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Do you believe that you can cause pain to others without facing any consequences or accountability?
Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
But this time, you won't get away with it; you'll need to fix the damage you caused.
Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Complete your mending process so you can finally face the consequences of your actions, you idiot.
Thought some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
I believed that with time, I would forget about the pain you caused, but I was wrong.
You left our family in shambles
You left our family completely broken and in a state of chaos and disorder.
You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Are you seriously asking me to move on and act like the person we both loved never even existed?
Maybe gone, but he's not forgotten
He may no longer be alive, but his memory and impact are still very much alive in my heart.
And don't think 'cause he's been out the pictures so long
Just because he's been absent from our lives for a while doesn't mean his memory has faded.
That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
I haven't stopped planning or seeking revenge, and I haven't forgotten about what you did.
You're wrong and that shit was rotten
Your assumption that I wouldn't seek revenge is incorrect, and your actions were despicable.
And the way you played him, same shit you did to me
The way you treated him was just like the way you treated me.
Have you any idea that shit I've gone through?
Do you have any understanding of the pain and suffering I've endured because of you?
Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I hold on to
I have deep-seated feelings and intense pain that I haven't let go of, and I still harbor resentment towards you.
Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing
You have never even bothered to check in and ask how I am doing.
Letters, you don't respond to 'em
I've written you letters, but you never respond to any of them.
Fuck it, I'm coming to see you
I don't care anymore, I am going to come and confront you in person.
And gee who better to talk to than you?
And who else would be more appropriate to have this conversation with than you?
The cause to my problems
You are the main source and reason for all of my troubles and issues.
My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
My life is a mess, and I am going to vent my frustration and anger on you.
Poof, then I'm gone
Once I've dealt with you, I will disappear and leave your life for good.
I've been driving around your side of the town
I have been aimlessly driving through your neighborhood for hours.
Like nine frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
It's been an incredibly long time, almost ten hours, since I started driving around here.
Finally I found your new address, park in your drive
After all this time, I have located your new address and parked my car in your driveway.
Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
It feels like I have been anticipating and longing for this moment for my entire existence.
And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
Finally, the moment has come, and I am overcome with anticipation and excitement.
My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
I have my knife at the ready and I am crouching on the side of your house, preparing to confront you.
See, it's sad it came to this point
It's unfortunate that our situation has escalated to this level of intensity and hostility.
Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
I am incredibly disappointed that I had to go to such extreme measures to schedule a meeting with you.
But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology
I am not here to seek your understanding or apology, as I have no need for them.
Or your friendship of sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
I am solely here to seek revenge upon you, not for any friendship or sympathy.
So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
I silently and maliciously approach your bedroom window.
Like I reach my full potential, I peeked
I look into your room, feeling a sense of fulfillment and accomplishment at reaching this point.
Continue to peep, still bent low
I keep peering into your room, crouched down, trying to remain hidden.
Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
I tap on the window gently, gradually increasing the force and intensity of the tapping.
Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
I silently move all the way around to the back porch of your house.
Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
The door handle is unlocked, which makes it surprisingly easy for me to enter your house unnoticed.
You don't plan for intruders before hand?
Didn't you consider the possibility of intruders and take precautions beforehand?
Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Are you shocked to see me? Have you suddenly become speechless?
Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a lung
I use a cloth with chloroform to silence you, nearly choking you in the process.
Like you picked up an axe up and then swung
It's as if you picked up an axe and swung it at me with full force.
Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
I stick to my original plan and drag you to the back of a car trunk.
By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
Ironically, I am being carried out my plan by one of your fans.
Now who's a faggot, you punk?
Now, who is the derogatory term you used against others? You coward!
And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck
As a final insult, I give you back your symbolic Bronco hat, implying that the team you support is terrible.
It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
Now, it's just you, me, and the music, Slim (Eminem).
I hope you hear it we are in a car right now
I hope you are able to hear this song, as we are both in a car at this moment.
Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
Wait, the line that is about to play is my favorite in this song.
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
I am the villain who mocks and ridicules those who have passed away.
And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
And hey, here's a continuation and second installment of my previous album, The Marshall Mathers LP.
Just to try to get people to buy
I created this sequel with the intention of enticing people to purchase it.
How's this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
What do you think of this attention-grabbing act? It should be entertaining.
Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
This will be my final album because I believe that it will ruin your career and reputation for good.
Eminem killed by Eminem
I, Eminem, will be responsible for ending my own career.
Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
I even included your initials, Matthew Mitchell, to further emphasize my revenge.
I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Initially, I intended to bury you next to my deceased brother, but I changed my mind.
Since you love your city so much
Because you have such a strong attachment to your city.
I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
I thought to myself, the best location to bury you alive and make you suffer would be right here in your beloved city.
Two more exits, town is quite near
Only two more exits until we reach the city, it's very close now.
I hope we don't get stopped, no license I fear
I hope we don't encounter any law enforcement, as I don't have a driver's license to show.
That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
Do I hear sirens? I suppose driving at 90 miles per hour on the freeway wasn't the smartest decision.
As cops appear in my driver side mirror
As police officers approach from behind me, I can see them in my side mirror.
(Help, god police, ah!!)
(Requesting help, police, ah!!)
Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
I hope that news helicopters capture an aerial view of your burial.
New plan Stan
I've come up with a new plan, Stan.
Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
Slim, the arrogant and sexist person, rode in this large, luxurious Lincoln town car.
Well gotta go, almost at the bridge, haha big bro it's for you
Well, I have to go now. I'm almost at the bridge, and this is dedicated to you, my big brother.
Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, hope you can swim good!
Slim, this is for you and Frank Ocean. I hope you both enjoy your swim!
Now say you hate homos again!
Now, express your hatred towards homosexuals once more!
I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I also speak for anyone who is usually the target of these disrespectful and offensive lyrics.
I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I am the horrifying presence that haunts your dreams and persists even when you wake up.
I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
I am the consequences of your actions, getting closer and closer with every word I write.
Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin
This is the perfect opportunity for you to feel remorse and take responsibility for your wrongdoing.
No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
No, it's pointless to deny it—I am the denial that you are trapped in and unable to escape from.
When they say all of this is approaching its end
When people claim that everything is coming to a close and reaching its conclusion.
But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over again
But you stubbornly refuse to accept that it's finished, and so we find ourselves repeating the same cycle once more.
Backs to the wall, I’m stacking up all them odds, toilets clogged
With my back against the wall, I am facing numerous obstacles and challenges, and to make matters worse, the toilet is clogged.
Yeah 'cause I’m talking a lot of shit but I’m backing it all up
Yes, I may be talking a lot of smack, but I can back up every word with action.
But in my head there’s a voice in the back and it hollas
However, in the back of my mind, there's a voice that shouts and calls out to me.
After the track is demolished
Once the song ends and the performance is over.
I am your lack of a conscience
I represent your absence of a moral compass and sense of right and wrong.
I’m the ringing in your ears
I am the constant noise and reminder that echoes in your mind.
I’m the polyps on the back of your tonsils
I am the unwanted growth or presence that affects your ability to speak and communicate.
Eating your vocal chords after your concerts
I metaphorically consume your voice and influence, leaving you silent after your performances.
I’m your time that’s almost up that you haven’t acknowledged
I am the limited time you have left that you haven't recognized or admitted to.
Grab for some water but I’m that pill that’s too jagged to swallow
You reach for water to calm your throat, but I am the metaphorical pill that is too difficult and painful to swallow.
I’m the bullies you hate that you became
I am the embodiment of the bullies you despise and yet have become.
With every faggot you slaughtered
With every derogatory term and attack you directed towards members of the LGBTQ+ community.
Coming back on you every woman you insult there
I bring the consequences of your misogyny and every woman you have insulted.
With the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I expose the hypocrisy of your double standards when it comes to how you treat your own daughters.
I represent everything you take for granted
I symbolize all the things you fail to appreciate and undervalue.
'Cause Marshall Mather’s the rapper’s persona’s have a facade and
Because the public persona of Marshall Mathers is just a façade that rappers put on.
Matthew and Stan’s just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it’s gone
Matthew and Stan serve as symbols of you not realizing the value of something until you have lost it.
'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling your name
Once the fame and glamour fade away, you won't have any more fans cheering for you.
Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of them
Once the cameras stop recording, it's a sad reality for all celebrities.
I'm the hindsight to say, 'I told you so!'
I am the perspective that looks back and says, 'I warned you!'
Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow
I hint at and predict all the negative things that will happen in the future.
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
I am the representation of what will occur in the future and here to show you the consequences of your actions.
If you don’t stop after they call you
If you refuse to quit even when people tell you to,
The biggest laughing stock of rap who can’t call it quits
You will become a subject of mockery and ridicule in the rap industry, unable to accept your failures.
But it’s time to walk away
However, it's time for you to accept defeat and move on.
I’m ever guilt trip the baggage you had
I am the constant reminder of your guilt and the emotional baggage you carry.
But as you gather up all your possessions
As you collect all your belongings and memories.
If there's anything you have left to say
If there's anything you still want to say or express.
Unless it makes an impact don't bother
Unless it has a significant impact, don't waste your time.
So before you rest your case
Therefore, before you make your final argument or statement.
Better make sure you're packing a wallop
Make sure that whatever you say or do has a strong impact or force.
So one last time, I’m back
For one final time, I have returned.
Before it fades into black and it’s all over
Before everything comes to an end and disappears into darkness.
Behold the final chapter in the saga
Witness the concluding part of this ongoing story or series.
Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle
Attempting to revive and recapture the magic and success of the past.
Twice the magic that started it all
Twice the amount of the original magic and brilliance that began this journey.
Tragic portrait of an artist tortured
A sorrowful and intense depiction of an artist who has experienced great suffering.
Trapped in his own drawings
Confined within his own creations, experiences, and thoughts.
Tap into thoughts
Delve into deep and profound thoughts.
Blacker and darker than anything imaginable
Darker and more sinister than anything one can even conceive of.
Here goes a wild stab in the dark
Now comes a reckless and uncertain attempt or endeavor.
As we pick up the last Mathers’ left off
As we continue from where the previous Mathers album left off.
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Written by: MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, MARK LANDON, BOBBIE GENTRY, WALTER MURPHY, LAURA GIORDANO, GIAN PIERO REVERBERI, LARRY DARNELL JR. GRIFFIN, VINCENT ANTHONY VENDITTO, SARAH A. JAFFE, NICHOLAS M. WARWAR, MICHAEL VINCENT AIELLO, STEPHEN HACKER
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