Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Out My Closet

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

Have you ever been hated or discriminated
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 that's

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

'em with a taste 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 sick of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you look so now

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

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

I was a baby, I was just a couple 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 wished he would die

I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture her side
Even if I 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 to face them today

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

I'm sorry
I meant to hurt 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 meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my

Now, I would never diss my own momma to get recognition
a second 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' her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick I wasn't
Till I up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach

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 cold when your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, 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 tellin' yourself you was a mom

But how dare you try to what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you burn in hell 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 never meant to you
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more

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