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