Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever been or discriminated against?
I have, I've been protested and against
Picket signs for my rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the of the motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm
Keep ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
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 probably sick of me now you momma?
I'mma you look so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I meant to make 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 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 thrown me inside my and close it
I'mma expose it, take 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 even kissed me
No I don't. On second thought I fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I picture leaving her side
if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's
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 smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta gun
I'da killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to y'all to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
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 momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my

Now I would never diss my own momma to get recognition
Take a second to for who you think this record is dissing
But put in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the
Bitching that someone's going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Syndrome
My whole life I was made to 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 try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
But you'll never see her, she won't be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, 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 for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you you wished it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!

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 meant to hurt you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my