Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind
All commotion emotions run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em long as I'm breathing
Keep ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a as sour as vinegar 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
I'mma make you look so now

I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never meant to 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 me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, I'll take you to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a of months
My faggot must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye
No I don't. On second I just fucking 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 make it work with her at least for Hailie's
I maybe made some mistakes, but I'm 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 outta that gun
'Cause killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to 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 second to for who you think this record is dissing
But put in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your momma prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and missing
Going through 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 to ya stomach
it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But what? You're getting 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 never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this shit
when Ronnie died and you said you wished 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 out my closet (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my