Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

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

I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet (one more time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I meant to make 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 they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a 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 wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture her side
Even if I Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made 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 the bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I shot Kim and him both
my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
I meant 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 make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my

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