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 hated or discriminated
I have, been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the
as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing no one give '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 never 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 to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my

Ha! I got some in my closet
And I don't if no one knows it
So before thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma 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 couple of
My faggot father must 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 wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I my teeth and I'd try
To it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I made some mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man enough to face them
What I did was stupid, no it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was the bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

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

Now I never diss 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, just try to
Witnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the
Bitching that someone's always going through her and shit's missing
through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you to ya stomach
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the 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 growing up so quick gonna know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep 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 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 you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet