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 or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, at the times
as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind

All this emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and goin'
Not takin' nothin' from no one give 'em long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the 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 sick of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you look so 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 momma
I meant 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 if no one knows it
So before they throw me my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, take you back to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum sellin' CD

I was a baby, maybe I was 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 fuckin' wished he would die

I look at Hailie and I picture leavin' her side
Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my and I'd try
To it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made mistakes but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face today

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

I'm sorry
I never to hurt 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 make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my

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

Bitchin' that someone's always throuh her purse and shit's missin'
Goin' through public systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My life 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 made 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 so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your
See hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do song, keep tellin' yourself 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 burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you you wished it was me?
Well what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

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