Where's my I have no on my headphones you go Yeah, yo, yo
Have you ever hated or discriminated against? I have, I've been and demonstrated against Picket signs for my rhymes, look at the times Sick as the of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run as oceans explodin' Tempers from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin' Not takin' nothin' no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathin' Keep ass in the mornin' and takin' names in the evenin'
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'ma you look so ridiculous now
I'm sorry I never to hurt you I meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more
I said, I'm sorry I never to hurt you I never meant to you cry, but tonight I'm out my closet
Ha, I got some in my closet And I don't know if no one it So they throw me inside my coffin and close it I'ma expose it, I'll you back to '73 Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby, I was just a couple of months My faggot father have had his panties up in a bunch 'Cause, he split, I wonder if he even me goodbye? No I don't on thought I just fuckin' wished he would die
I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture her side if I hated Kim, I'd grit 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 enough to them today
I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets that gun 'Cause, I'da killed him; shit I shot Kim and him, both It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to Eminem Show'
I'm momma I never meant to you I never to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' 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 cleanin' out my
Now, I never diss my own momma just to get recognition Take a second to for who you think this record is dissin' But put in my position, just try to envision Witnessin' your momma poppin' prescription pills in the
Bitchin' that someone's always goin' her purse and shit's missin' Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's 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 the way you treated me Ma? But guess what? You're gettin' now and it's cold when your lonely And Nathan's growin' 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 be at your funeral See what me the most is you won't admit you was wrong Bitch do your song, keep tellin' yourself you was a mom
But how dare you try to take you didn't help me to get You selfish bitch, I you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit Remember 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 to hurt you I never meant to make you cry, but I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more
I said, I'm sorry I never to hurt you I never meant to make you cry, but I'm cleanin' out my