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, been protested and demonstrated against
Picket for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's
Tempers from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as in they mouth
See can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you
make you look so ridiculous now

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

Ha! I got skeletons in my closet
And I don't if no one knows it
So before thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, take you back to '73
Before I ever had a selling CD
I was a baby, I was just a couple of months
My father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'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 Hailie, and I couldn't leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at for Hailie's sake
I maybe 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 outta gun
'Cause I'da him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to y'all to "The Eminem Show"

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

Now I would diss my own momma just to get recognition
a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing
But put in my position, just try to envision
your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and missing
Going public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you to ya stomach
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made CD for me Ma?
So you try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony
And Hailie's getting so big now, you see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep telling 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 for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, to you as can be!

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