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 or discriminated against?
I have, I've been and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my rhymes, look at the times
as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind

All this commotion run deep as oceans explodin'
Tempers from parents just 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'

Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they
See can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably of me now, ain't you momma?
I'ma make you look so now

I'm momma
I meant to hurt you
I never to make you cry, but tonight
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 in my closet
And I don't if no one knows it
So before they me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, I'll you back to '73
Before I ever had a sellin' CD

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

I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture 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 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 I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause, I'da killed him; 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 never meant to you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet, one more time

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

Now, I would diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessin' momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen

Bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her and shit's missin'
Goin' through public housin' systems, of Munchausen's Syndrome
My whole life I was made to I was sick when I wasn't
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 what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold your lonely
And growin' up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony

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

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

I'm sorry
I never meant to 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 never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my