bad guy
Eminem / Eminem Lyrics

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
I feel like I'm in a dark place, constantly reliving past pain and trauma.

Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
I've attempted various methods to distract myself from thinking about you, but nothing seems to help.

All it takes is one song on the radio, you're right back on it
Just hearing one song on the radio brings all the memories of you flooding back into my mind.

Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
Your actions of ignoring and dismissing me are constantly replayed in my mind, causing me pain.

And left me so burned, spent a lot of time trying to soul search
You left me deeply hurt and I've spent a significant amount of time trying to find answers within myself.

Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Perhaps I needed to mature and develop before truly understanding the situation.

Well, looks like I hit a growth spurt
It appears that I have indeed undergone personal growth and transformation.

But I'm coming for closure
I am seeking closure and resolution in regards to our past relationship.

Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
I don't expect to receive the explanation that I believe I deserve for your actions.

The way that you turned your back on me
Your betrayal and abandonment of our relationship.

Just when I may have needed you most
Precisely when I was in desperate need of your support and presence.

Oh, you thought it was over
You believed that our connection and the consequences of your actions had concluded.

You can just close the chapter
You can easily move on and consider our relationship as an ended chapter.

And go about your life, like it was nothing
You continue living your life as if our past and the impact you had on me means nothing.

You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
You destroyed my life, yet it appears that you are thriving and unaffected by your actions.

Well, I've never recovered but tonight betcha that whatcha
I have never fully healed from the pain you caused, but tonight you will experience something tougher than anything I have endured.

'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
What you are about to experience will be more difficult and painful than anything I have ever had to endure.

Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
I cannot imagine a more fitting example of poetic justice.

Can I hold grudges? Mind's saying, "let it go, fuck this"
Should I continue to hold onto resentment? My rational mind tells me to let go, to stop caring.

Heart's saying, "I will once I bury this bitch alive
However, my emotions tell me that I will only let go of this anger once I completely remove you from my life.

Hide the shovel and then drive off in the sunset"
I will metaphorically bury the emotions and pain associated with you, and then move on with my life.

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
I escape the situation as if it were the final time I would ever be in that place again.

You see right through
You are able to see past my lies and facade, seeing the truth beneath.

Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You accurately assessed and understood who I truly was from the very beginning.

You can't see the truth
Despite your insight into my character, you are blind to the reality of your own actions.

But it's easier to justify
It is simpler for you to rationalize and explain away your behavior.

What's bad is good
You perceive your actions, which are detrimental and harmful, as positive or justified in some way.

And I hate to be the bad guy
I despise the role of the antagonist or villain in this situation.

I just hate to be the bad guy
I simply detest having to be the one who is considered the responsible party or bearer of negative consequences.

And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch
It is incredible to consider that I once held you in high regard and thought highly of you.

To think it was you at one time I worshiped, shit
At one point, I even idolized and adored you.

Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Did you believe that you could continuously inflict pain upon others and face no consequences?

Not this time, you better go and get the sewing kit, bitch
This time, you will face the repercussions of your actions and it won't be easy for you to escape.

Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Complete the work necessary to mend the damage you have caused and experience the consequences.

Thought some time'd pass and I'd forget it, forget it
Perhaps you believed that with time, I would forget the pain you inflicted upon me, but that's not the case.

You left our family in shambles
Your actions caused significant damage and turmoil within our family.

And you expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
You anticipate that I will simply move on and act as if the person we loved never even existed.

Maybe gone, but he's not forgotten
Although he may no longer be physically present, he remains in our memories and hearts.

And don't think 'cause he's been out the picture so long
Do not assume that his absence from our lives for an extended period of time means that we have forgotten or moved on.

That I've stopped the plottin' and still ain't coming to get ya
Do not underestimate my determination and the fact that I am still planning and seeking retribution.

You're wrong and that shit was rotten
Your assumptions are incorrect, and your actions were despicable and morally wrong.

And the way you played him, same shit you did to me, cold
The way you manipulated and mistreated him is identical to how you treated me, showing a lack of empathy or compassion.

Have you any idea the shit I've gone through?
Do you have any comprehension of the difficulties and hardships I have faced?

Feelings I harbor? All this pent-up resentment I hold on to
I carry deep emotions and intense bitterness that I have yet to release or let go of.

Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing
You have never even bothered to check in and inquire about my well-being.

Letters, you don't respond to 'em
Even when I reach out through letters, you choose not to respond or acknowledge my attempts to communicate.

Fuck it, I'm coming to see you
Enough of trying to reach you through various means, I am now going to confront you in person.

And gee, who better to talk to than you?
There is no one more suitable or appropriate to have a conversation with than you.

The cause to my problems
You are the root of my troubles and challenges in life.

My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
My life is in shambles and I am going to vent my frustration and anger onto you.

Poof, then I'm gone, woosh
Once I confront you, I will swiftly disappear from your life, leaving no trace behind.

I've been driving around your side of this town
I have been aimlessly driving through neighborhoods that remind me of you and our past together.

Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
I have spent an excessive amount of time obsessively searching for your new location.

Finally, I found your new address, park in your drive
After a prolonged search, I have successfully located where you currently reside, and I park my vehicle in your driveway.

Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
It feels as though I have been anticipating and longing for this moment my entire existence.

And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
The moment I have been waiting for has finally arrived, and I am filled with anticipation and eagerness.

My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
I have a knife prepared, and I crouch in hiding on the side of your house.

See, it's sad it came to this point
It is regrettable that our situation has reached this extreme and dangerous point.

Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
I am deeply saddened that I had to plan and schedule this meeting in order to confront you.

But ain't here for your empathy, I don't need your apology
I am not seeking your empathy or apology during this encounter, as I have no need for them.

Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
I am solely in pursuit of revenge, not interested in rebuilding any form of friendship or receiving sympathy.

So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
In a vengeful manner, I silently approach your bedroom window.

Like I reach my full potential, I peeked
I reach the apex of my capabilities, carefully and discreetly looking inside.

Continue to peep, still bent low
I maintain my position, observing and spying without being noticed, remaining in a lowered state.

Then keep tapping the glass lightly, then start to crescendo
I softly tap on the glass, gradually increasing in intensity and volume.

Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
I silently maneuver and make my way to the rear porch of your house.

Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
To my surprise, the door handle is unlocked, indicating that it should not be so simple to gain access.

You don't plan for intruders beforehand?
Didn't you consider the possibility of intruders and take precautions?

Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue?
Are you startled by my presence? Are you lost for words?

Gag, chloroform rag, gag, almost hack of a lung
I quickly apply a gag and a rag soaked in chloroform, nearly causing you to suffocate.

Like you picked an axe up and swung
It's as if you wielded an axe and swung it at me.

Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
I adhere to my original plan, forcibly taking you and placing you in the trunk of a car.

By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
One of your supposed fans is the one inflicting this punishment upon you, an intriguing twist of irony, isn't it?

Now who's a faggot, you punk?
Now it is you who is weak and pathetic, you coward.

And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back 'cause they suck
As a final insult, I return your Broncos hat to you because I know you supported a team that is terrible.

I've been driving around your side of this town
Once again, I find myself aimlessly driving through the areas associated with you.

Like nine frickin' hours and forty-five minutes now
Hours upon hours I have spent consumed by thoughts of you, unable to escape.

Finally, I found your new address, park in your drive
After an exhaustive search, I locate your new address and park my vehicle in your driveway.

Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
The anticipation of this moment has overwhelmed me, as if I have been preparing for it all my existence.

And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
Finally, the moment I have been waiting for is here, and my excitement is evident by the heightened saliva in my mouth.

My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
I ready my knife and crouch in a hidden position alongside your house.

See, it's sad it came to this point
I acknowledge the sadness and regret that led to this extreme and dangerous situation.

Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
It is disheartening that our relationship has deteriorated to the point where I had to schedule an appointment just to confront you.

But ain't here for your empathy, I don't need your apology
I did not come here seeking your compassion or apology, as I have no desire for them.

Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
My sole intention is to seek revenge, with no interest in rebuilding any form of friendship or receiving sympathy.

So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window
Cautiously and maliciously, I approach your bedroom window.

Like I reach my full potential, I peeked
I reach the highest level of my abilities, secretly peeking through the window.

Continue to peep, still bent low
I maintain my position, watching and spying without being detected, remaining in a crouched stance.

Then keep tapping the glass lightly, then start to crescendo
I gently tap on the glass, gradually increasing the force and intensity, building up to a crescendo.

Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch
Silently, I make my way around to the rear porch of your house.

Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
To my surprise, the door handle is unlocked, suggesting that it shouldn't be so simple for me to gain entry.

You don't plan for intruders beforehand?
Did you not consider the possibility of intruders and take precautionary measures?

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 quickly apply a gag and a rag soaked in chloroform, nearly causing you to struggle for breath.

Like you picked an axe up and swung
It is as if you aggressively swung an axe towards me.

Stick to the core plan, dragged to the back of a trunk
I adhere to my original plan, forcefully dragging you and placing you in the trunk of a car.

By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh?
One of your supposed fans is the one enacting this punishment upon you, creating a truly ironic situation.

Now who's a faggot, you punk?
Now you are the one being weak and cowardly, you pathetic individual.

And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back 'cause they suck
As a final act of insult, I return your Broncos hat to you because the team you support is terrible.

It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
At this moment, it's solely you, me, and the music, Slim.

I hope you hear it, we're in the car right now
I desire for you to listen to this, as we are currently in the car together.

Wait, here comes my favorite lyric
Pause for a moment, as my preferred lyric is about to play.

I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
I embody the role of the antagonist who mocks and ridicules individuals who have passed away.

And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP
Furthermore, I offer a follow-up to my Mathers LP, aiming to entice people to purchase it.

Just to try to get people to buy
This serves as an attempt to persuade individuals to purchase the album.

How's this for publicity stunt? This should be fun
What do you think of this grand publicity stunt? It is bound to be entertaining.

Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
This will be my final album, as after its release, you will be completely defeated and finished.

Eminem killed by Eminem
Eminem, the artist, will be figuratively slain and defeated by Eminem himself.

Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
Matthew Mitchell, you fool, I possess knowledge of your initials.

I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it
Originally, I intended to bury you alongside my deceased brother, but I ultimately decided against it.

Since you're love with your city so much
Considering your deep attachment to your city,

I figured, what the fuck, the best place you could be buried alive is right here
I concluded that the most fitting location for your metaphorical burial is in your beloved city, where you will be trapped and suffer.

Two more exits, time is quite near
Just two more exits remain before we reach our destination, and time is running out.

Hope we don't get stopped, no license I fear
I hope we are not pulled over by the police, as I do not possess a valid driver's license and fear the consequences.

That sirens I hear? Guess ninety on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea
Those sirens I hear? It seems that driving at ninety miles per hour on the freeway was not the wisest decision.

(Oh, God, police, ah)
I express a moment of panic and distress upon realizing the presence of the police.

Hope Foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial plot, at least
I hope that a news helicopter captures an aerial view of the location where you will be buried, as a small consolation.

New plan, Stan
I devise a new strategy, Stan.

Slim, "chauvinist pig, drove in this big Lincoln town car"
Slim, I recall the derogatory term 'chauvinist pig' that you used in a previous song, while boasting about driving a luxurious Lincoln town car.

Well, gotta go, almost at the bridge, big bro, it's for you
I must conclude this conversation, as we are nearing the bridge. This act is dedicated to you, my dear brother.

Slim, this is for him and Frank Ocean, oh, hope you can swim good
Slim, this is dedicated to both you and Frank Ocean. I genuinely hope you are skilled at swimming.

Now say you hate homos again
Now, go ahead and express your disdain for homosexual individuals once more.

I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offend
I also stand for those who have been subjected to the offensive jokes that you make.

I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I am the terrifying nightmare that you experienced while asleep, which you awaken from only to realize that it is still ongoing.

I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
I am the manifestation of your karma, gradually drawing closer with every written word.

Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin
This is the ideal moment for you to feel remorse and acknowledge the consequences of your actions.

Nope, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
No, there is no hope for you, as I am the denial that you are trapped within and unable to escape.

When they say all of this is approaching its end
When others claim that this situation is nearing its conclusion.

But you refuse to believe that it's over, here we go all over again
However, you adamantly refuse to accept that it is truly finished, leading us to repeat the cycle once more.

Back's to the wall, I'm stacking up all them odds, toilet's clogged
With my back against the wall, I confront numerous challenges and obstacles, while also facing the inconvenience of a clogged toilet.

Yeah, 'cause I'm talking a lotta shit but I'm backing it all up
Yes, I may talk a great deal, but I have the evidence and actions to support my claims.

But in my head there's a voice in the back and it hollers
However, within my mind, there is a voice in the background that screams and shouts.

After the track is demolished
Once the song reaches its conclusion and all its potential has been exhausted.

"I am your lack of a conscience"
This voice proclaims, "I am the absence of your conscience."

I'm the ringing in your ears
I am the persistent ringing sound that you hear in your ears.

I'm the polyps on the back of your tonsils
I am comparable to the growth of polyps on the rear surface of your tonsils.

Eating your vocal cords after your concerts
Figuratively consuming and taking away your ability to speak or perform after your concerts.

I'm your time that's almost up that you haven't acknowledged
I represent the limited time you have left, which you have failed to recognize or accept.

Grab for some water but I'm that pill that's too jagged to swallow
You attempt to find solace or a remedy in water, but I am the pill that is too difficult and painful to swallow.

I'm the bullies you hate that you became
I am the bullies that you despise, yet you have transformed into one of them.

With every faggot you slaughtered
With each homosexual person you have insulted or mistreated.

Coming back on you every woman you insult, batter
The negative consequences of your actions are returning to haunt you through every woman you have insulted or abused.

But the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
Yet, you possess double standards and hypocrisy when it concerns the treatment and expectations for your own daughters.

I represent everything you take for granted
I symbolize all the things in life that you fail to appreciate or acknowledge.

'Cause Marshall Mathers the rapper's persona's half a facade and
Marshall Mathers, the persona of the rapper, is only half of the true identity.

Matthew and Stan just symbolic of you not knowing what you had 'til it's gone
Matthew and Stan are representative of how you fail to recognize the true worth of something until it is lost.

'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling your name
Once the fame, glamour, and adoration fade away, there will be no more fans chanting your name.

Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of them
Once the cameras are turned off, the reality sinks in that this fate befalls all famous individuals.

I'm the hindsight to say, "I told you so"
I am the person who can offer hindsight and declare, "I warned you about this."

Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow
I provide hints and indications of the challenges and consequences that lie ahead.

I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
I embody the future, illustrating what will occur in the coming days.

If you don't stop after they call you
If you fail to cease your actions even after being called out or criticized by others,

Biggest laughing stock of rap who can't call it quits
You will become the subject of ridicule and mockery in the rap industry, known for your inability to retire gracefully.

When it's time to walk away
When it is the appropriate moment to depart or step back from the spotlight.

I'm every guilt trip the baggage you have
I am every burden-ridden journey of guilt associated with your emotional baggage.

But as you gather up all your possessions
As you collect all your belongings to leave or move on,

If there's anything you have left to say
If there is anything remaining that you wish to express,

Unless it makes an impact then don't bother
Unless your words or actions have a significant impact, it is best not to waste your breath.

So before you rest your case
Therefore, before you conclude your argument or defense,

Better make sure you're packing a wallop
Ensure that you possess a forceful and powerful punch to support your case.

So one last time, I'm back
One final instance, I return.

Before it fades into black and it's all over
Before everything fades away into obscurity and it all comes to an end.

Behold the final chapter in the saga
Witness the concluding installment in this ongoing narrative or story.

Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle
Attempting to recapture the lightning and energy that was once encapsulated in a bottle.

Twice, the magic that started it all
Twice, the enchantment and brilliance that initiated this entire journey.

Tragic portrait of an artist tortured
A sorrowful depiction of an artist who has been tormented and plagued.

Trapped in his own drawings
Confined within his own creations and artistic expressions.

Tap into thoughts
Delve into the depths of one's innermost musings and contemplations.

Blacker and darker than anything imaginable
Deeper and more intense than anything that can be comprehended or imagined.

Here goes a wild stab in the dark
I take a bold and unpredictable guess or attempt without any certainty or prior knowledge.

As we pick up where the last Mathers' left off
As we resume the narrative from where the previous Mathers left off.