🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Cleanin Out My Closet - Eminem

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