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

 Cleanin Out My 
 
 Intro:
 Where's my 
 I  no snare on my headphones
 There  go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
  you ever been hated, or discriminated against?
  have, I've been protested and demostrated against
 Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at  times
 Sick is the mind, of  mothain' kid that's behind
 All this commotion, emotions  deep as oceans explodin'
 Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em  and keep goin'
  takin' nothin' from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names  the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste  sour as vinegar in they mouth
 See they can trigger me, but they'll never  me out
 Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick  me now
 Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look  ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
 I'm  mama
 I never  to hurt you
  never meant make you cry
 But tonight, I'm  out my closet
 
 One More 
 
 I said,
 I'm  mama
 I never meant  hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
 But tonight, I'm cleanin' out my 
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some skeletons  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  back to '73
 Before I ever had a  sellin' CD
 I was a baby maybe  was just a couple of months
 My faggot father must  had his panties up in a bunch
 'Cause  split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
 No I don't, on  thought I just in' wished he would die
 I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her 
 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  mistakes
 But I'm only human but  man enough to face 'em today
 What I did was stupid, no doubt it was 
 But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that 
 Cause I'da killed  shit I would have shot Kim and him both
 It's my life,  like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now I would  dis my own mama just to get recognition
 Take a second to  for you think this record is dissin'
 But put yourself in my  just try to envision
  your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen
  that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missin'
 Goin' through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen 
 My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when  wasn't
 'Til I grew up, now I blew up  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 justify the way you treated  MA?
 But guess what, your gettin' older now and it's cold when  lonely
 And Nathan's growin'  so quick he's gonna know that your phoney
 And Hailie's  so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
 But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral 
 See what  me the most, is you won´t admit you was wrong
 Bitch,  ya song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom
 But how dare  try to take what you didn't help me to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope you in' burn in hell for this 
 Remember when Ronnie died and  said you wished it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead to  as can be!!