Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Out My Closet

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

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

All this commotion emotions run deep as explodin'
Tempers flarin' from just blow 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'
kickin' ass in the mornin' 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
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, ain't you
I'ma make you so ridiculous now

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

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

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

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

I at Hailie 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 Hailie's
I maybe made some but I'm only human
But I'm man to face them today

What I did was stupid, no it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was the bullets outta that gun
'Cause, I'da killed shit I woulda shot Kim and him, both
It's my life, I'd to welcome y'all to 'The Eminem 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 sorry
I never to hurt you
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my

Now, I would never diss my own momma 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' your momma poppin' prescription in the kitchen

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

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

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at funeral
See what hurts me the most is you won't you was wrong
Bitch do your song, tellin' 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 for this shit
Remember when Ronnie and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, to you as can be

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

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