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 hated, or discriminated against?
I have, I've been and demostrated against
signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind, of the fucking kid that's behind
All this commotion, run deep as oceans exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and going
Not taking from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the
Leave them with a taste as vinegar in they mouth
See can trigger 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 mama
I never meant to you
I never make you cry
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my
One More

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

I got some skeletons in my
And I know if no one knows it
So they throw me inside my coffin and close 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 faggot must've had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye
No I don't, on second thought I just fucking he would die
I look at Hailey, and I couldn't picture leaving her
Even if I hated Kim, I grin my and I try to make it work
With her atleast for Hailie's sake I made some mistakes
But I'm human but I'm man enough to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest shit I did was take the outta that gun
Cause I'd of em, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

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

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

Now I would never diss my own just to get recognition
Take a to listen for who you think 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 through her purse shit's missing
Going through housing systems, victim of munchhausen syndrome
My whole life I was to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
it the reason you made that CD for me, ma?
So you could try to the way you treated me, ma?
But guess what, your older now and it's cold when your lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna that your phoney
And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she wont be at your funeral *hahaha*
See hurts me the most, is you wont admit you was wrong
Bitch, do your song, keep telling yourself you was a mum
But how dare you try to take what you didn't me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for shit!
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

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

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