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

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