"I also represent anyone on the receiving end of those jokes you offend / I’m the nightmare you fell asleep and then 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 /
Toilets clogged, yeah cause I’m talking a lot of….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 /
Eatin’ 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……you slaughtered /
Coming back on you, 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 facade /
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 ‘em /
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 ya /
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 ‘fore 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 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 (I) pick up where the last Mathers left off /"
"Bad Guy" - Eminem