Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

Where's my
I have no in my headphones
you go

yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or against?
I have, I've been and demonstrated against
Picket for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind
All this commotion run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking in the evening
Leave 'em with a as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'mma make you look so now

I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my

Ha! I got some in my closet
And I don't if no one knows it
So before they thrown me my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, I'll you back to '73
I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was a couple of months
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a
'Cause he split, I wonder if he kissed me goodbye
No I don't. On second thought I just fucking he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture her side
Even if I hated Kim, I my teeth and I'd try
To make it work her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe some mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man enough to face today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta gun
'Cause I'da him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Show"

I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my

Now I never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think record is dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessing your popping prescription pills in the kitchen
that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, beautiful
But never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this
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 to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm out my closet (one more time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm out my closet