Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Sorry Mama (full song)

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 protested and demonstrated against
signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid behind

All this commotion emotions run as oceans explodin'
Tempers flarin' from parents blow 'em off and keep goin'
Not takin' nothin' from no one give 'em long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and names in the evenin'

'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you so ridiculous now

I'm momma
I meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one time

I said, I'm momma
I meant to hurt you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my

Ha, I got some skeletons in my
And I don't if no one knows it
So before they throw me my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, I'll you back to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum sellin' CD

I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My faggot father have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
No I don't on thought I just fuckin' wished he would die

I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her
if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some 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 I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause, I'da killed shit I woulda shot Kim and him, both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to Eminem Show'

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 sorry
I never meant to you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm out my closet

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 yourself in my position, try to envision
Witnessin' your momma poppin' prescription in the kitchen

Bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and missin'
Goin' through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick I wasn't
Till I up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach

Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you that CD for me Ma?
So you try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold your lonely
And Nathan's up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't be at your funeral
See hurts 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 what you didn't me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in for this 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 to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more

I said, I'm momma
I never meant to you
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my