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
signs 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 blow 'em off and keep
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now you momma?
I'mma you look so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I never to hurt 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 meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

Ha! I got some skeletons in my
And I know if no one knows it
So they 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 a couple of months
My faggot father must have had his panties up in a
he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I don't. On second thought I fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her
Even if I Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for sake
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 bullets that gun
I'da 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 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 never 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, try to envision
Witnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the
Bitching that always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I
I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach
Doesn't it? Wasn't it the you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But guess You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're
And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at funeral!
See what hurts me the is you won't admit 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 burn in hell for this shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you you wished it was me?
guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!

I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
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