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

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

Yo yo

Have you ever been hated, or against?
I have, I've been and demostrated against
Picket for my wickid rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind, of the mother kid that's behind
All this commotion, emotions run as oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from just blow em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one, em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening
them with a taste sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never 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 mama
I never meant to you
I never make you cry
But tonight, I'm out my closet
One More

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

I got some skeletons in my
And I dont if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and it
I'ma expose it, I'll take you to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby maybe I was a couple of months
My faggot father must've had his panties up in a
he split, I wonder if he even 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 Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to make 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 shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
Cause I'd of killed em, shit I shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to ya'll to the Eminem show

I'm mama
I never to hurt you
I never make 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 cleaning out my
Ha!

Now I would diss my own mama 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
your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse when missing
Going public housing systems, victim of munchhausen syndrome
My whole I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
Wasn't it the reason you that CD for me, ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me, ma?
But guess what, your getting older now and it's cold when lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick gonna know that your phoney
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
But you'll never see her, she wont even be at your *hahaha*
See what hurts me the most, is you admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song, keep yourself that you was a mum
But how you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I you fucking burn in hell for this shit!
Remember when died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am 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 sorry
I never meant to you
I never meant you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my
Ha!