Luyện nghe bài hát Cleaning Out My Closet

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

yo, yo

Have you ever hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've been and demonstrated against
signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfucking kid that's
All this emotions run deep as ocean's exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and names in the evening
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in 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'mma make you so ridiculous now

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 momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to 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 thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma expose it, take you back to '73
I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of
My faggot father must 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 fucking 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 with her at for Hailie's sake
I maybe made some mistakes, but I'm human
but I'm man enough to them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was
But the smartest I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause killed him, shit I would've shot Kim and him both
my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

I'm momma!
I never to hurt you!
I never 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 never to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my

Now I would diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to for who you think this record is dissing
But put in my position, just try to envision
your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and missing
Going public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
My whole I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
'Til I grew up, now I 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 the way you treated 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 gonna know that you're
And Hailie's getting 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 song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
But how dare you try to take what you didn't me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking burn in hell for this
when Ronnie died and you said 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 you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my (one more time)
I said I'm momma!
I never meant to you!
I never meant to you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet