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 protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind

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

Leave 'em with a taste as as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now, you momma?
make you look so ridiculous now

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

Ha, I got skeletons in my closet
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, I was just a couple of months
My faggot must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I wonder if he kissed me goodbye?
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' he would die

I look at Hailie and I picture leavin' her side
Even if I Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe some mistakes 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 take the bullets outta gun
'Cause, I'da killed him; shit I woulda Kim and him, both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to Eminem Show'

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

I said, I'm momma
I meant 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 to listen for who you think this record is dissin'
But put in my position, just try to envision
Witnessin' momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shit's
Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of 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

Doesn't it? it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you try to justify 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 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 your
See what hurts me the most is you won't you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep tellin' that you was a mom

But how dare you try to take what you help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this
Remember when died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, to you as can be

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