bad guy
Eminem (Song.SX) Lyrics

It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
I feel trapped in my pain, constantly reliving past wounds and torment.

Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
I've exhausted every method to forget about you, but nothing helps.

All it takes is one song on the radio you're right back on it
Just one song triggers memories of you and brings back the pain.

Reminding me all over again how you fucking just brushed me off
It reminds me of how you callously disregarded me and left me feeling hurt.

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

Maybe I needed to grow up a little first
Perhaps I needed to mature and gain perspective before finding closure.

Looks like I hit a growth spurt
It appears that I've experienced personal growth and development.

But I am coming for closure
However, now I am seeking closure and resolution.

Don't suppose an explanation I'm owed for
I don't expect you to provide an explanation for your actions.

The way that you turned your back on me
How you abandoned me and betrayed my trust.

Just when I may have needed you most
Precisely at the time when I needed your support the most.

Oh, you thought it was over You can just close the chapter And go about your life, like it was nothing
You assumed the pain was past, that you could simply move on and pretend it never happened.

You ruined mine, but you seem to be doing fine
You destroyed my life, while you appear to be thriving.

I'd never recovered but tonight I betcha that whatcha 'Bout to go through's tougher than anything I ever have suffered
I haven't fully healed, but I believe that the trials you're about to face will surpass any pain I've endured.

Can't think of a better way to define poetic justice
There's no better way to describe this situation than as poetic justice – a fitting punishment for your actions.

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"
Should I hold onto my anger? My mind tells me to let it go, but my heart says I'll only find peace once I completely obliterate your existence and make my escape.

I flee the scene like it was my last ride
I make my escape as if my life depended on it.

You see right through Oh, you had me pegged the first time
You see my true intentions, as you accurately assessed my character from the beginning.

You can't see the truth But it's easier to justify What's bad is good
You refuse to acknowledge the truth, preferring to justify your actions and perceive them as morally acceptable.

And I hate to be the bad guy I just hate to be the bad guy
I despise the role of the antagonist, but I find myself in that position.

And to think I used to think you was the shit, bitch
It's ironic to remember how highly I regarded you, but now I realize how despicable you truly are.

To think it was you at one time I worshipped, shit
I can't believe I once idolized and worshipped you.

Think you can hurt people and just keep getting away with it?
Do you believe you can continue to harm others without facing consequences?

Not this time, you better go and get sewing kit, bitch
But this time, you won't escape unscathed; prepare yourself for the pain you've caused.

Finish this stitch so you can reap what you sow, nitwit
Complete the repairs to the damage you've caused, so you can face the consequences head-on.

Thought some time had past and I forget it, forget it!
You may have assumed that enough time had elapsed for me to forget, but you were mistaken!

You left our family in shambles
Your departure caused chaos and devastation within our family.

You expect me to just get over him? Pretend he never existed
Do you honestly believe I could simply erase him from my life and move on as if he never existed?

Maybe gone, but he's not forgotten
While he may no longer be physically present, his memory remains etched in our hearts and minds.

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
Don't assume that because he's been absent for a while, I've stopped planning and won't seek revenge against you.

You're wrong and that shit was rotten
Your assumption is incorrect, and your behavior was appalling.

And the way you played him, same shit you did to me
The way you manipulated him is reminiscent of how you treated me.

Have you any idea that shit I've gone through?
Do you have any concept of the pain and suffering I've endured?

Feelings I harbor, all this pain of resentment I hold on to
I still hold onto these feelings of resentment and pain.

Not once you called to ask me how I'm doing
You never reached out to inquire about my well-being.

Letters, you don't respond to 'em
You ignore the letters I send you.

Fuck it, I'm coming to see you
I've come to the decision that I will confront you in person.

And gee who better to talk to than you? The cause to my problems
Who else could provide the answers and closure I seek? You're the root of my issues.

My life is garbage and I'm 'bout to take it out on you
My life is in shambles, and I'm about to take out my frustrations and anger on you.

Poof, then I'm gone
Once I've dealt with you, I will disappear from your life.

I've been driving around your side of the town Like nine frickin' hours and forty five minutes now
I've been circling your neighborhood for an incredibly long time, obsessively fixated on you.

Finally I found your new address, park in your drive Feel like I been waiting on this moment all of my life
I've located your new residence, and it feels like I've been waiting for this opportunity my whole existence.

And it's now arrived, and my mouth is full of saliva
The moment is here, and I'm overcome with anticipation and excitement.

My knife is out and I'm ducking on the side of your house
I'm prepared with a knife, hiding on the side of your house, ready to strike.

See, it's sad it came to this point Such a disappointment I had to make this appointment to come and see ya
It's regrettable that it has come to this, but I had no choice but to make this appointment to confront you.

But ain't here for ya empathy, I don't need your apology Or your friendship or sympathy, it's revenge that I seek
I'm not here seeking your empathy, apology, or friendship. I want revenge against you.

So I sneak vengefully and treat your bedroom window Like I reach my full potential, I peeked
I sneakily approach your bedroom window, feeling empowered and accomplished as I satisfy my vengeful desires.

Continue to peep, still bent low Keep tapping the glass lightly then start to crescendo
I continue to observe, crouched down to remain undetected. I gently tap the glass before building up to more forceful actions.

Sneak all the way 'round to the back porch Man, door handles unlocked, shouldn't be that easy to do this
I silently make my way to the back porch, surprised to find the door handle is unlocked. It shouldn't have been so easy for me to infiltrate your home.

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

Surprised to see me? Cat got your tongue? Gag, chloroform rag, gag almost hack of a lung
Are you startled by my presence? Unable to speak? I silence you with a gag and chloroform, causing you to struggle for breath.

Like you picked up an axe up and then swung Stick to the core plan, drag to the back of a trunk
It's as if you swung an axe at me, but I stick to my original plan – to drag you to the back of a trunk.

By one of your fans, irony spectacular, huh? Now who's a faggot, you punk?
It's ironic that one of your supposed fans becomes your captor. Who's the derogatory term you used, now?

And here's your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back as they suck
I return your Broncos hat to you, indicating that I no longer support your team since they disappoint me.

It's just me, you and the music now, Slim I hope you hear it we are in a car right now
It's just you, me, and the music in this moment, Slim. I want you to listen closely, as we're together in a car right now.

Wait, here comes my favorite lyric I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
Wait, this part is my favorite. I'm the villain who mocks and ridicules those who have passed away.

And hey, here's a sequel to my Mathers LP Just to try to get people to buy
Hey, here's a follow-up to my Mathers LP, aiming to entice people into buying it.

How's this for publicity stunt? This should be fun Last album now 'cause after this you'll be officially done
How's this for a publicity stunt? It'll be entertaining. This will be my last album, as it will effectively end your career.

Eminem killed by Eminem Matthew Mitchell, bitch, I even have your initials
Eminem will be destroyed by Eminem. Matthew Mitchell, I have your initials, mocking your identity.

I initially was gonna bury you next to my brother, but fuck it Since you love your city so much
Originally, I planned to bury you next to my deceased brother, but I changed my mind. Instead, I'll bury you in the city you cherish so dearly.

I figured, what the fuck the best place you could be buried alive is right here
I thought to myself, what better place could you suffer than being buried alive right here?

Two more exits, town is quite near I hope we don't get stopped, no license I fear
Only two more exits until we reach the town. I hope we don't encounter any law enforcement as I don't have a license.

That sirens I hear? Guess 90 on the freeway wasn't the brightest idea As cops appear in my driver side mirror
Are those sirens I hear? I guess driving at 90 on the freeway wasn't a smart decision, especially as police now appear in my side mirror.

(Help, god police, ah!!) Hope foxtrot gets an aerial shot of your burial
I cry out for help while mocking the police. I hope their helicopter captures an aerial view of your burial.

New plan Stan Slim, chauvinist pig drove in this big, Lincoln town car
A new plan is in motion, Stan. Slim, the arrogant and sexist person, arrived in a large 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!
Well, I must go now. We're almost at the bridge. This is for you, big bro, and also to Slim and Frank Ocean. I hope you all know how to swim!

Now say you hate homos again!
Now, express your hatred for homosexuals once more!

I also represent anyone normally seen on the end of these jokes of a beat
I stand up for anyone who is usually the target of these derogatory beats and jokes.

I'm the nightmare you fell asleep in and woke up still in
I am the haunting nightmare that you entered while sleeping, yet you wake up still trapped within it.

I'm your karma closing in with each stroke of a pen
I am your karma approaching closer with every word I write.

Perfect time to have some remorse to show for your sin
It's the perfect moment for you to feel remorse and acknowledge the consequences of your actions.

No, it's hopeless, I'm the denial that you're hopelessly in
No, you are in a state of hopeless denial, and I am the embodiment of that denial.

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
Even though people say that this situation is nearing its end, you stubbornly refuse to accept that it's finished. And so, we start the cycle all over again.

Backs to the wall, I’m stacking up all them odds, toilets clogged
I'm backed against a wall, facing numerous challenges and obstacles. The situation feels overwhelming, like a clogged toilet.

Yeah 'cause I’m talking a lot of shit but I’m backing it all up
Yes, I may talk a big game, but I have evidence and actions to support my words.

But in my head there’s a voice in the back and it hollas After the track is demolished
However, in my mind, there's a voice in the background that shouts out once the track is destroyed.

I am your lack of a conscience
I represent the absence of a conscience within you.

I’m the ringing in your ears I’m the polyps on the back of your tonsils
I'm the constant ringing sound in your ears. I'm the agonizing discomfort caused by the polyps on the back of your tonsils.

Eating your vocal chords after your concerts
I consume your ability to speak after your concerts, silencing your voice.

I’m your time that’s almost up that you haven’t acknowledged
I am the time that is running out for you, yet you fail to recognize it.

Grab for some water but I’m that pill that’s too jagged to swallow
You attempt to find relief or solace, but I am the pill too difficult and painful to swallow.

I’m the bullies you hate that you became With every faggot you slaughtered
I represent the bullies you despise, yet you have become just like them by tormenting and attacking homosexuals.

Coming back on you every woman you insult there With the double-standards you have when it comes to your daughters
I'm here to retaliate against every woman you insult. I also highlight the double standards you hold regarding the treatment of your own daughters.

I represent everything you take for granted 'Cause Marshall Mather’s the rapper’s persona’s have a facade and
I embody everything you overlook or fail to appreciate. Your personas as a rapper, such as Marshall Mathers, are merely facades.

Matthew and Stan’s just symbolic of you not knowing what you had until it’s gone
Matthew and Stan symbolize your lack of realization and appreciation for what you had until it was lost.

'Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling your name
Once the fame and attention diminish, there will be no more devoted fans chanting your name.

Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of them
When the cameras stop rolling, it's a sad reality that this occurs to all artists.

I'm the hindsight to say, “I told you so!”
I represent the hindsight that will mockingly say, 'I told you so!'

Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow
I foreshadow the events and consequences that will unfold.

I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow
I am the future that has arrived to reveal what will occur in the coming days.

If you don’t stop after they call you The biggest laughing stock of rap who can’t call it quits
If you fail to retire even after being ridiculed as the greatest joke in the rap industry,

But it’s time to walk away I’m ever guilt trip the baggage you had
Then it's time for you to walk away. I represent the constant guilt and emotional baggage you carry with you.

But as you gather up all your possessions If there's anything you have left to say
As you collect your belongings, if there's anything you still need to say,

Unless it makes an impact don't bother So before you rest your case Better make sure you're packing a wallop
Don't bother saying anything unless it will have a significant impact. So, before you conclude your argument, ensure you have a powerful statement to make.

So one last time, I’m back Before it fades into black and it’s all over
For one final time, I return before it all fades away and comes to an end.

Behold the final chapter in the saga Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle
Witness the concluding chapter in this ongoing story, as I attempt to recapture the same brilliance and success that once seemed impossible to contain.

Twice the magic that started it all Tragic portrait of an artist tortured
I possess twice the magical talent that initiated it all, but it is also a tragic display of a tormented artist.

Trapped in his own drawings Tap into thoughts Blacker and darker than anything imaginable
The artist is trapped within his own creations, delving into thoughts that are even blacker and darker than one could ever fathom.

Here goes a wild stab in the dark As we pick up the last Mathers’ left off
Here's a bold and unpredictable attempt as we continue where the last chapter of the Mathers persona ended.