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

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