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

 Cleanin Out  Closet
 
 Intro:
  my snare?
 I have no  on my headphones
  you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you  been hated, or discriminated against?
 I have, I've  protested and demostrated against
 Picket signs  my wicked rhymes, look at the times
  is the mind, of the mothain' kid that's behind
  this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
 Tempers flarin' from parents just blow  off and keep goin'
 Not takin' nothin' from no one, give em hell  as I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names  the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste as sour as vinegar in  mouth
 See they can trigger me, but they'll  figure me out
 Look  me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
 Ain't you mama, I'ma make you  so ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
  sorry mama
 I never meant  hurt you
 I never meant  you cry
 But  I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
 One  Time
 
 I said,
 I'm  mama
 I never  to hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
 But tonight, I'm  out my closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some skeletons in my 
 And I don't know if  one knows it
 So  they throw me inside my coffin and close it
 Imma  it, I'll take you back to '73
 Before I  had a multi-platinum sellin' CD
 I was a baby maybe I  just a couple of months
 My faggot father must have had his  up in a bunch
 'Cause he split, I wonder if  even kissed me goodbye
 No I don't, on second thought I  in' wished he would die
 I look at Hailie,  I couldn't picture leavin' her side
 Even if I hated  I'd grit my teeth 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  to face 'em today
 What  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  Kim 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  envision
  your mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen
 Bitchin' that someone's always  through her purse and shit's missin'
 Goin' through public housing systems,  of Munchhausen Syndrome
 My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when  wasn't
 'Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach,  it?
 Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, 
 So you could try to justify the way you  me, MA?
 But guess what, your gettin' older  and it's cold when your lonely
 And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna  that your phoney
 And Hailie's gettin' so  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, do ya song, keep tellin' yourself that you was  mom
 But how dare you try to  what you didn't help me to get
 You selfish bitch, I  you in' burn in hell for this shit!
 Remember when Ronnie died and you  you wished it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can