Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Out My Closet

Where's my
I have no on my headphones
you go
Yeah, yo, yo

Have you ever been or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and against
signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid behind

All this emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
Tempers flarin' from parents just 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' nothin' no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the and takin' names in the evenin'

Leave 'em with a as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never me out
at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you so ridiculous now

I'm momma
I meant to hurt you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet, one more time

I said, I'm momma
I never meant to you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

Ha, I got some skeletons in my
And I don't if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and it
I'ma expose it, I'll take you to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD

I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My faggot father must had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye?
No I on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die

I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her
if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face them

I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta gun
'Cause, I'da killed him; shit I shot Kim and him, both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to 'The Show'

I'm momma
I never to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one time

I said, I'm momma
I never to hurt you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my

Now, I would never my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, try to envision
Witnessin' momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' that someone's always throuh her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' through housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was to believe I was sick when I wasn't
Till I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya

it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But guess what? You're older now and it's cold when your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're

And gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at funeral
See hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep tellin' that you was a mom

But how dare you try to take you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

I'm sorry
I meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one time

I said, I'm momma
I never meant to you
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet