Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever hated or discriminated against?
I have, been protested and demonstrated against
Picket for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind
All commotion emotions run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as as vinegar in they mouth
See can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'mma 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 out my closet

Ha! I got some skeletons in my
And I don't know if no one it
So before thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, I'll you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My faggot 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 picture leaving her
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my and I'd try
To make it work her at least for Hailie's sake
I made some mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him, shit I would've Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome to "The Eminem Show"

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

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

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