Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's
Tempers flaring from parents blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never me out
at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'mma you look so ridiculous now

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

Ha! I got some in my closet
And I don't know if no one it
So before thrown me inside my coffin and close it
expose it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a of months
My faggot father have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye
No I don't. On second I just fucking wished he would die
I at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at for Hailie's sake
I maybe made mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man enough to face today
I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta gun
'Cause I'da killed him, 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 meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I said I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

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 momma popping prescription in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's
Going through public housing systems, victim of Syndrome
My whole life I was to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it you sick to ya stomach
it? Wasn't it the reason you made that 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 up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
But you'll see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take you didn't help me to get
You bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, to you as can be!

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