There were five samples in the song: ‘Bad Guy’ by Eminem ------------------- 1. ‘Hocus Pocus’ by Walter Murphy (1974) (Which is the drum loop used throughout the first whole half of the song up until the “I also represent anyone on the deceiving end of those jokes you offend” part) ------------------ 2. ‘Long Red (Live)’ - Mountain (1972) (Which are the distorted yelling vocals used throughout the first half of the song. (It’s al little hard to hear.) ------------------ 3. ‘Soana’ by Gian Piero Reverberi (1976) (The first 18 seconds of this track make up the main Orchestral beat used in the final verse.) ------------------ 4. ‘You are - I am’ by Manfred Mann’s Earth Band (1979) (Which are the interpreted patterns of the orchestra strings on top of the Soana sample in the final verse.). ------------------ 5. ‘Ode To Billie Joe’ by Lou Donaldson (1967) (Which is the drum loop used throughout at the final verse. )...
Thank you so much for uploading this version, it’s (hands down) the most accurate instrumental to Eminem’s song ‘Bad Guy’ I’ve heard on CZcams. It has the best sound, best bass, basically everything. It the closest one we will ever get to the original instrumental made by Producers: ‘S1’ ‘M-Phazes,’ ‘STREETRUNNER,’ & ‘Vinny Venditto.’
I don’t know man, Em leaves it all on the floor with that final verse. But the first beat wouldn’t work during the final verse and the second beat wouldn’t work during the main song
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
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
It's the wrath of the monsters All in your head Its attack of your conscious Cant escape dreams Is the reality for all us And when you flat on your face you cant stop the throbbing The pain builds as you sobbing You no longer feel strong enough to walk and you dont feel like talking often I've been there plus the coffin So when you feel alone Dont at all kids Cause I've been through all this Threw fits after I came from the garbage that the bullies put me in Darnet Anything's possible look at garnett Look at at the energy harnessing You think Ima let it go for a slut You got a bet you not gonna win This life is the opposite of sin I'm on the path of god so to the top I get you cocky little shits Stop throbbing at the lips I'm not gonna kiss you, I'm the opposite of a bitch, it's not often I spit, I usually swallow all this bullshit, so dont hide your pussies I'm not trump wussies I'm pumped and stumped and the ones that's looking, let me know when your done being dumb pudding, that's the way the cookie crumbles but you dont get one cookies cause this isnt a treat it a trick and I'm done hooking, fumbled the ball more than once, I'll run with glue next time cause I'm done losing, I'm sick of picking and choosing the bottom of the barrel, but honestly when it comes to lavish shit I dont care though, so cupid you can miss me with that arrow, cause I'm alone til I die and my dick is prepared hoe, I'll ride alone like jack sparrow, so dont act scared when I come in the ship with after you pirates booty
Influences have been haunting me/ No stopping me/ While I pick myself up piece by piece/ There ain't no blocking me/ Spent my whole life quiet/ Now I go at it so honestly/ All I can say is Rest in Peace/ R.I.P to all the ones who bashing me Taking trip on Hell's Highway so follow me/ Comin hot like an 18 wheeler/ Ain't no killer/ But tonight, I Jack the Record/ Time to set it straight/ I got a lotta hate/ A lotta things to say/ I guess its time to press for play/ Thinking about this shit all day/ People tell me it'll be okay/ Thats easy enough for you to say/ With so many scars/ All mental and physical/ I mean it so literal/ It feels like I'm living residual/ Heart is becoming a mineral/ Seeing it all happen, through my peripheral/ And it haunts me to this day/ If I told what you I been through/ Wouldn't believe the shit I say/
I'm no longer picking and choosing Between winning and losing My grip is beginning to loosen It's like I'm the duck and y'all the gooses If you shit the bed I gotta ask who's pooping I blew like bruce Bruce did Just see the blueprints I'm the one that taught you how do it I'm moving obstacles like they useless I'm the lord of the flies You cant put me on a stake Unless you follow my crimes Im hollow in the mind but not in eyes I can buy your soul for my own price Bet these are some things you didnt know alright I'd rather float in the ocean than soak in the sky because pigs cant fly so I'm tryna be realistic until the day that I die, I pray I might not be a snake in their eyes but I think this kobra has to take a bite and take a life, just look on the bright side if you the good guy at least you get to see the high side, see me at the top like a high rise, you left me on the beach during high tide and now all my tye dye shit is covered in sand and water, high five, you could at least of done a drive by, just to see if I'm still alive why do I suck at picking the worst friends of all time, must of sold my soul or my pride for a dime a quarter of my life and she wouldnt suck my pickle for a nickel that bitch is pennywise she wears makeup and shift shapes at night, quick escape this lie, it's all in your mind, I'd call the cops but haunting is not a crime
OverviewLyricsListenArtistsVideos 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 (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run) I just hate to be the bad 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 had passed 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 May be 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 of 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 I 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 up 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's 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 Well how's this for a 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's 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 ya, 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 façade 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 'Less 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 'Fore it fades into black and it's all over Behold the final chapter in a 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, uh As we pick up where the last Mathers' left off
There were five samples in the song:
‘Bad Guy’ by Eminem
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1. ‘Hocus Pocus’ by Walter Murphy (1974) (Which is the drum loop used throughout the first whole half of the song up until the “I also represent anyone on the deceiving end of those jokes you offend” part)
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2. ‘Long Red (Live)’ - Mountain (1972) (Which are the distorted yelling vocals used throughout the first half of the song. (It’s al little hard to hear.)
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3. ‘Soana’ by Gian Piero Reverberi (1976) (The first 18 seconds of this track make up the main Orchestral beat used in the final verse.)
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4. ‘You are - I am’ by Manfred Mann’s Earth Band (1979) (Which are the interpreted patterns of the orchestra strings on top of the Soana sample in the final verse.).
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5. ‘Ode To Billie Joe’ by Lou Donaldson (1967) (Which is the drum loop used throughout at the final verse. )...
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Thanks for this! I loved the music & always wanted to find out its origins.
Thanks
0:00 to 0:12 is nostalgic for me
Thank you so much for uploading this version, it’s (hands down) the most accurate instrumental to Eminem’s song ‘Bad Guy’ I’ve heard on CZcams. It has the best sound, best bass, basically everything. It the closest one we will ever get to the original instrumental made by Producers: ‘S1’ ‘M-Phazes,’ ‘STREETRUNNER,’ & ‘Vinny Venditto.’
This man involved a symphony in this song what a genius
Ngl, I like the first beat more than the second beat.
true, the first beat is way mysterious which fits the tone of this song, the 2nd one is incredible too tho
Opposite for me. I love the drama behind the second one.
I don’t know man, Em leaves it all on the floor with that final verse. But the first beat wouldn’t work during the final verse and the second beat wouldn’t work during the main song
No chance
same
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
Sick instrumental
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
Still dope
The last part is epic asf
GREAT JOB MY G
thank u my bootha!!
It's the wrath of the monsters
All in your head
Its attack of your conscious
Cant escape dreams
Is the reality for all us
And when you flat on your face you cant stop the throbbing
The pain builds as you sobbing
You no longer feel strong enough to walk and you dont feel like talking often
I've been there plus the coffin
So when you feel alone
Dont at all kids
Cause I've been through all this
Threw fits after I came from the garbage that the bullies put me in
Darnet
Anything's possible look at garnett
Look at at the energy harnessing
You think Ima let it go for a slut
You got a bet you not gonna win
This life is the opposite of sin
I'm on the path of god so to the top I get
you cocky little shits
Stop throbbing at the lips I'm not gonna kiss you, I'm the opposite of a bitch, it's not often I spit, I usually swallow all this bullshit, so dont hide your pussies I'm not trump wussies
I'm pumped and stumped and the ones that's looking, let me know when your done being dumb pudding, that's the way the cookie crumbles but you dont get one cookies cause this isnt a treat it a trick and I'm done hooking, fumbled the ball more than once, I'll run with glue next time cause I'm done losing, I'm sick of picking and choosing the bottom of the barrel, but honestly when it comes to lavish shit I dont care though, so cupid you can miss me with that arrow, cause I'm alone til I die and my dick is prepared hoe, I'll ride alone like jack sparrow, so dont act scared when I come in the ship with after you pirates booty
Love it
You Good Man
Influences have been haunting me/
No stopping me/
While I pick myself up piece by piece/
There ain't no blocking me/
Spent my whole life quiet/
Now I go at it so honestly/
All I can say is Rest in Peace/
R.I.P to all the ones who bashing me
Taking trip on Hell's Highway so follow me/
Comin hot like an 18 wheeler/
Ain't no killer/
But tonight, I Jack the Record/
Time to set it straight/
I got a lotta hate/
A lotta things to say/
I guess its time to press for play/
Thinking about this shit all day/
People tell me it'll be okay/
Thats easy enough for you to say/
With so many scars/
All mental and physical/
I mean it so literal/
It feels like I'm living residual/
Heart is becoming a mineral/
Seeing it all happen, through my peripheral/
And it haunts me to this day/
If I told what you I been through/
Wouldn't believe the shit I say/
Well done
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The First
I'm no longer picking and choosing
Between winning and losing
My grip is beginning to loosen
It's like I'm the duck and y'all the gooses
If you shit the bed I gotta ask who's pooping
I blew like bruce Bruce did
Just see the blueprints
I'm the one that taught you how do it
I'm moving obstacles like they useless
I'm the lord of the flies
You cant put me on a stake
Unless you follow my crimes
Im hollow in the mind but not in eyes
I can buy your soul for my own price
Bet these are some things you didnt know alright
I'd rather float in the ocean than soak in the sky because pigs cant fly so I'm tryna be realistic until the day that I die, I pray I might not be a snake in their eyes but I think this kobra has to take a bite and take a life, just look on the bright side if you the good guy at least you get to see the high side, see me at the top like a high rise, you left me on the beach during high tide and now all my tye dye shit is covered in sand and water, high five, you could at least of done a drive by, just to see if I'm still alive why do I suck at picking the worst friends of all time, must of sold my soul or my pride for a dime a quarter of my life and she wouldnt suck my pickle for a nickel that bitch is pennywise she wears makeup and shift shapes at night, quick escape this lie, it's all in your mind, I'd call the cops but haunting is not a crime
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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 (follow me, I run, follow me, I run, I run)
I just hate to be the bad
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 had passed 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
May be 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 of 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 I 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 up 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's 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
Well how's this for a 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's 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 ya, 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 façade 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
'Less 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
'Fore it fades into black and it's all over
Behold the final chapter in a 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, uh
As we pick up where the last Mathers' left off