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 Cleanin Out My 
 
 Intro:
 Where's my snare?
 I  no snare on my headphones
 There you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you ever been hated, or discriminated 
 I have,  been protested and demostrated against
 Picket signs for  wicked rhymes, look at the times
 Sick is the mind, of  mothain' kid that's behind
 All this commotion, emotions run  as oceans explodin'
 Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and keep 
 Not takin' nothin' from no one, give  hell long as I'm breathin'
 Keep  ass in the mornin', and takin' names in the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste as sour as vinegar  they mouth
 See they  trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
  at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
 Ain't you  I'ma make you look so ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
 I'm sorry mama
  never meant to hurt you
 I  meant make you cry
 But  I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
 One More Time
 
 I said,
 I'm sorry mama
 I never meant to hurt 
 I never meant make you 
 But tonight, I'm cleanin' out  closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some skeletons in my 
 And I don't know  no one knows it
 So before they throw me inside my coffin and close 
 Imma  it, I'll take you back to '73
 Before I ever had a multi-platinum  CD
 I was a baby maybe I was just a  of months
 My faggot father must have  his panties up in a bunch
 'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed  goodbye
 No I don't, on second thought I just in' wished he  die
 I look at  and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
 Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I try  make it work
 With her at least for Hailie's  I maybe made some mistakes
 But I'm only human but  man enough to face 'em today
 What I did  stupid, no doubt it was dumb
 But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that 
  I'da killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both
 It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll  The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now I would never dis  own mama just to get recognition
 Take a second to  for you think this record is dissin'
 But put  in my position, just try to envision
 Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in  kitchen
 Bitchin' that  always going through her purse and shit's missin'
  through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen Syndrome
 My whole life I was made  believe I was sick when I wasn't
 'Til I grew up, now I blew up it  you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
 Wasn't it  reason you made that CD for me, MA?
 So you could try to justify the way you  me, MA?
 But guess what, your gettin' older  and it's cold when your lonely
 And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that your 
 And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should  her, she's beautiful
 But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your  *hahaha*
 See what hurts me the most, is you won´t admit you was 
 Bitch, do ya song, keep tellin' yourself that  was a mom
 But how dare you try to take what you didn't help  to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope you in' burn in hell  this shit!
  when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead  you as can be!!