Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated
I have, been protested and demonstrated against
signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid behind
All this commotion run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring 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
'em with a taste as sour 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 make you so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I meant 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 meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

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
expose it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
No I don't. On second I just fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's
I made some mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man enough to face 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 meant to hurt you!
I never to make 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 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 your momma popping pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and missing
Going through public systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you to ya stomach
Doesn't it? it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that phony
And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you won't you was wrong
do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for shit
Remember when 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 make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my