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  Out My Closet
 
 Intro:
 Where's my snare?
 I have  snare on my headphones
 There you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you ever been hated, or discriminated 
  have, I've been protested and demostrated against
 Picket signs for  wicked rhymes, look at the times
  is the mind, of the mothain' kid that's behind
 All this  emotions run deep as oceans explodin'
  flarin' from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin'
 Not takin'  from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathin'
  kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names in the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste as  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 you look  ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
 I'm sorry mama
  never meant to hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
  tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
 One More Time
 
 I said,
 I'm sorry mama
 I never meant to  you
 I never  make you cry
 But tonight, I'm cleanin'  my closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I  some skeletons in my closet
 And I don't know if no  knows it
 So before they throw me inside my coffin and close 
 Imma  it, I'll take you back to '73
 Before I ever  a multi-platinum sellin' CD
 I was a baby maybe  was just a couple of months
 My faggot father must have had his panties up  a bunch
 'Cause he split, I wonder  he even kissed me goodbye
 No  don't, on second thought I just in' wished he would die
 I look at  and I 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 Hailie's sake I maybe  some mistakes
 But I'm only  but I'm man enough to face 'em today
 What I  was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
 But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets  that gun
 Cause I'da killed 'em, shit  would have shot Kim and him both
 It's my life, I'd like to welcome  to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now  would never dis my own mama just to get recognition
 Take a second to listen  you think this record is dissin'
 But  yourself in my position, just try to envision
 Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription  in the kitchen
 Bitchin' that someone's always going through her purse and  missin'
  through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen Syndrome
 My whole life I was made to believe I was sick  I wasn't
 'Til  grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
 Wasn't it the reason  made that CD for me, MA?
 So you could try  justify the way you treated me, MA?
 But  what, your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely
  Nathan's 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, she won't even be  your funeral *hahaha*
 See  hurts 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 help  to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope  in' burn in hell for this shit!
  when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
  guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!!