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 been hated or discriminated
I have, I've been protested and demonstrated
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, at the times
Sick as the mind of the kid that's behind

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

Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they
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 make you so ridiculous now

I'm sorry
I never to hurt you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet, one more time

I said, I'm sorry
I meant to hurt you
I never 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 they me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, I'll take you to '73
Before I had a multi-platinum sellin' CD

I was a baby, maybe I was just a of months
My father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause, he split, I if he even kissed me goodbye?
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' he would die

I look at Hailie and I picture leavin' her side
Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my and I'd try
To it work with her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe some mistakes but I'm only human
But I'm man enough to face today

I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause, I'da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and him,
It's my life, I'd to welcome y'all to 'The 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 sorry
I never meant to you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my

Now, I would never my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessin' your poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shit's missin'
through public housin' systems, victim of Munchausen's Syndrome
My life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
Till I grew up, now I blew up, it 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 gettin' older now and it's when your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick gonna know that you're phony

And gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your
See what hurts me the is you won't admit you was wrong
do your song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom

But how you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for shit
Remember when Ronnie died and you you wished it was me?
Well what, I am dead, dead to you as can be

I'm sorry
I never meant to you
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more

I said, I'm sorry
I meant to hurt you
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet