Luyện nghe bài hát Clean Out My Closet

Where's my
I no snare on my headphones
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 kid that's behind

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

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

I'm momma
I never meant to you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
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 some in my closet
And I don't if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my and close it
I'ma it, I'll 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 faggot father have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye?
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' he would die

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

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

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

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

Bitchin' that always goin' throuh her purse and shit's missin'
through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My whole I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
I grew 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 what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's know that you're phony

And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't be at your 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 what you didn't help 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?
Well what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

I'm sorry
I never meant to 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