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

 Cleanin Out  Closet
 
 Intro:
  my snare?
 I  no snare on my headphones
 There  go
 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 
 All this commotion,  run deep as oceans explodin'
 Tempers flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and  goin'
 Not takin' nothin'  no one, give em hell long as I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names  the evenin'
 Leave  with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
 See they can trigger me,  they'll never figure me out
 Look  me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
 Ain't you mama, I'ma make  look so ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
 I'm  mama
 I never meant to hurt 
 I never meant make you 
  tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
 One More 
 
 I said,
 I'm  mama
 I never meant  hurt you
  never meant make you cry
 But tonight, I'm cleanin' out  closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got  skeletons in my closet
  I don't know if no one knows it
 So before they throw me inside my coffin and  it
 Imma expose  I'll take you back to '73
 Before I ever had a  sellin' CD
 I  a baby maybe I was just a couple of months
 My faggot father must have had  panties up in a bunch
 'Cause he split,  wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
  I don't, on second thought I just in' wished he would die
 I look  Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
 Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and  try to make it work
 With her  least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes
 But I'm  human but I'm man enough to face 'em today
 What I did was stupid, no doubt  was dumb
 But the smartest shit I did was  the bullets outta that gun
  I'da killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both
 It's my  I'd like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now I  never dis my own mama just to get recognition
 Take  second to listen for you think this record is dissin'
  put yourself in my position, just try to envision
 Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription  in the kitchen
  that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missin'
  through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen Syndrome
 My  life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
 'Til I  up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
 Wasn't  the reason you made that CD for me, MA?
 So you could try  justify the way you treated me, MA?
 But guess what, your gettin' older  and it's cold when your lonely
 And Nathan's growin'  so quick he's gonna know 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,  tellin' yourself that you was a mom
 But how dare you try to take what you didn't  me to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope you in'  in hell for this shit!
 Remember when Ronnie died  you said you wished it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead to  as can be!!