Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin' Out My Closet [Explicit]

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

Yo yo

Have you ever been hated, or discriminated
I have, been protested and demostrated against
Picket signs for my rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind, of the mother fucking kid behind
All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans
Tempers flaring from just blow em off and keep going
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 with a taste sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I betcha sick of me now
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so now

I'm sorry
I never meant to you
I meant make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my
One More

I'm mama
I never to hurt you
I never meant you cry
But tonight, I'm out my closet
Ha!

I got skeletons in my closet
And I dont know if no one it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and it
I'ma expose it, take you back to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby maybe I was a couple of months
My father must've had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he kissed me goodbye
No I don't, on thought I just fucking wished he would die
I at Hailey, and I couldn't picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grin my and I try to make it work
With her atleast for Hailie's sake I maybe some mistakes
But I'm only human but I'm man enough to them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest shit I did was the bullets outta that gun
Cause I'd of killed em, I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the show

I'm sorry
I never to hurt you
I never make you cry
But tonight, I'm out my closet
One More

I'm sorry
I never meant to you
I never make you cry
But tonight, I'm out my closet
Ha!

Now I never diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessing mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going her purse when shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of munchhausen
My whole life I was to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, 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, your getting older now and it's cold when your
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that your
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
But never see her, she wont even be at your funeral *hahaha*
See what me the most, is you wont admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song, keep telling yourself you was a mum
But how you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking in hell for this shit!
Remember when Ronnie and you said you wished it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

I'm sorry
I never to hurt you
I meant make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my
One More

I'm mama
I meant to hurt you
I meant make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my
Ha!