Luyện nghe bài hát Cleanin Out My Closet

Where's my
I have no in my headphones
you go

yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated
I have, I've been protested and against
signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the of the motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep
Not nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep ass in the morning and taking names in the evening
Leave 'em with a 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 sick of me now ain't you momma?
I'mma you look so ridiculous now

I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

Ha! I got skeletons in my closet
And I know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me my coffin and close it
expose it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum CD
I was a baby, I was just a couple of months
My father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me
No I don't. On second thought I just wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I picture leaving her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my and I'd try
To make it work her at least for Hailie's sake
I maybe made mistakes, but I'm only human
but I'm man enough to face them
I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was the bullets outta that gun
'Cause killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
I meant to hurt you!
I never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet (one time)
I said I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my

Now I would diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position, just try to
Witnessing your popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach
Doesn't it? it the reason you made that CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But guess what? getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's know that you're phony
And Hailie's so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But never see her, she won't even be at your funeral!
See what me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking in hell for this 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 momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleaning out my