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 rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind

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

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

I'm sorry
I meant to hurt you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet, one more time

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

Ha, I got skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one it
So before they throw me inside my 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 father must have had his 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 couldn't picture her side
Even if I hated Kim, I'd my teeth and I'd try
To make it work her at least for Hailie's sake
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 shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause, killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and him, both
my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to 'The Eminem Show'

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

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

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

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

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

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your
See what hurts me the is you won't admit 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 you fuckin' burn in hell 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 sorry
I never to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm out my closet, one more time

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