Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Out My Closet

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

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

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

Leave 'em with a taste as sour as in they mouth
See they can me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, ain't you
make you look so ridiculous now

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

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

I was a baby, maybe I was just a of months
My father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' he would die

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

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

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

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 diss my own just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessin' momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's
My life I was made 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 the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna that you're phony

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

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

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

I said, I'm sorry
I meant to hurt you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet