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, I've been protested and against
Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, at the times
as the mind, of the mother fucking kid that's behind
All this commotion, emotions run as oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from parents blow em off and keep going
Not nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing
kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening
Leave them with a taste sour as in they mouth
See can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I prolly sick of me now
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you so ridiculous now

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

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

I got some in my closet
And I know if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and it
I'ma expose it, I'll you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must've 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 fucking wished he die
I look at Hailey, and I couldn't leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to it work
With her atleast for Hailie's I maybe made some mistakes
But I'm only 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 that gun
Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and him
It's my life, I'd like to welcome to the Eminem show

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

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

Now I would never diss my own 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 mama popping pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of munchhausen
My whole life I was made to believe I was when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you to your stomach, doesn't it?
Wasn't it the you made that 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 up so quick he's gonna know that your phoney
And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she wont even be at your funeral
See what hurts me the most, is you admit you was wrong
Bitch, do song, keep telling yourself that you was a mum
But how dare you try to take what you help me to get
You bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit!
Remember Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

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

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