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

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