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