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<h2>Eminem - Bad Guy (Last minute of song)</h2> 
<h1>Voice 2 Skull</h1> 
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 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 Mathers the rapper’s persona’s half a façade and 
Matthew and Stan’s just symbolic of you not knowing what you had 'til it’s gone 
‘Cause after all the glitz and the glam no more fans that are calling your name 
Cameras are off, sad but it happens to all of them, 
I'm the hindsight to say, “I told you so!” 
Foreshadows of all the things that are to follow
I'm the future that's here to show you what happens tomorrow 
If you don’t stop after they call 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 then don't bother
So before you rest your case 
Better make sure you're packing a wallop 
So one last time, I’m back 
Before it fades into black and it’s all over 
Behold the final chapter in the saga 
Trying to recapture that lightning trapped in a bottle 
Twice the magic that started it all 
Tragic portrait of an artist tortured 
Trapped in his own drawings 
Tap into thoughts 
Blacker and darker than anything imaginable 
Here goes a wild stab in the dark 
As we pick up where the last Mathers’ left off 

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