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

Where's my
I no snare on my headphones
you go
Yeah, yo, yo

Have you ever hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the of the motherfuckin' kid that's behind

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

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

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

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

Ha, I got skeletons 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
I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD

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

I at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
Even if I Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd try
To make it work with her at least for Hailie's
I maybe made some mistakes but I'm human
But I'm man enough to face them

What I did was stupid, no it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta 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 'The Eminem

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

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

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' your momma poppin' prescription in the kitchen

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

it? Wasn't 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' now and it's cold when your lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so he's gonna know that you're phony

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

But how dare you try to what you didn't help me to get
You bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell 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 sorry
I never meant to you
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one time

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