Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or against?
I have, I've 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 deep as ocean's
flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in mouth
See they can trigger me, but never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you
I'mma you look so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I never to hurt you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

Ha! I got skeletons in my closet
And I know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me my coffin and close it
I'mma it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My father must have 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 couldn't 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 maybe made some mistakes, but I'm only
but I'm man enough to face today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest shit I did was take the outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my

Now I would never my own momma just to get recognition
Take a to listen for who you think this record is dissing
But put in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and missing
through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
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 ya
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? You're getting older now and cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's
But never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't you was wrong
Bitch do song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
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 Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!

I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I I'm sorry momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm out my closet