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

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

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

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

Leave 'em with a as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but 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 meant to make you cry, but
I'm cleanin' out my closet, one more

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

Ha, I got skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one it
So before throw me inside my coffin and close it
I'ma expose it, I'll take you 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 kissed me goodbye?
No I don't on second thought I just fuckin' he would die

I look at and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
Even if I hated Kim, I'd 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 only
But I'm man enough to them today

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 woulda shot Kim and him,
my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to 'The Eminem Show'

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 meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm out my closet

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

Bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her and shit's missin'
Goin' through public 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 up, it makes you sick to ya stomach

Doesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you me Ma?
But guess what? gettin' older now and it's cold when 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 even be at your funeral
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was
Bitch do your song, keep tellin' that you was a mom

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

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

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