Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated
I have, been protested and demonstrated against
Picket for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind
All commotion emotions run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just 'em off and keep going
Not nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they
See can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'mma make you so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I meant to hurt 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 skeletons in my
And I don't know if no one it
So before thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, take you back to '73
Before I ever had a selling 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 kissed me
No I don't. On second thought I just fucking he would die
I at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her side
Even if I Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for sake
I maybe made some mistakes, but I'm human
but I'm man to face them today
What I did was stupid, no it was dumb
But the shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome to "The Eminem Show"

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

Now I would diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a to listen for who you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position, try to envision
Witnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the
Bitching that always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you to ya stomach
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 You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so he's gonna 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 even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you admit you was wrong
do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in for this 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 momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet