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

 Cleanin  My Closet
 
 Intro:
 Where's my 
 I have no snare on  headphones
  you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you ever been hated, or  against?
 I have,  been protested and demostrated against
 Picket signs for  wicked rhymes, look at the times
 Sick is  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' nothin' from no one, give em hell long  I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and  names in the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste as sour as  in they mouth
 See  can trigger me, but 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)
  sorry mama
  never meant to hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
 But  I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
 One More 
 
 I said,
 I'm  mama
 I never meant to  you
 I never meant make you 
 But  I'm cleanin' out my closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some skeletons in  closet
  I don't know if no one knows it
 So before they throw me inside my  and close it
 Imma expose it,  take you back to '73
 Before  ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD
 I was a baby maybe  was just a couple of months
 My faggot father must have had his panties  in a bunch
  he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
 No I don't, on second thought I just  wished he would die
 I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture  her side
 Even if  hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I try to make it work
  her at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made some mistakes
 But I'm only human but  man enough to face 'em today
 What I did was stupid, no  it was dumb
 But  smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
 Cause I'da killed 'em, shit I would have shot  and him both
 It's my life, I'd  to welcome ya'll to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now I would never dis my  mama just to get recognition
 Take a second to listen  you think this record is dissin'
 But put yourself in my position,  try to envision
 Witnessin' your mama poppin' prescription pills in the 
 Bitchin' that  always going through her purse and shit's missin'
 Goin' through public housing systems, victim  Munchhausen Syndrome
  whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
 'Til I grew up,  I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
 Wasn't it the reason you made that CD  me, MA?
 So you could try to justify the way you  me, MA?
 But guess  your gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely
 And Nathan's growin'  so quick he's gonna know that your phoney
  Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
 But you'll never  her, she won't even be at your funeral *hahaha*
 See what hurts me the most, is you won´t admit you was 
 Bitch, do ya song, keep tellin' yourself  you was a mom
 But  dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope you in' burn in  for this shit!
 Remember when Ronnie died and  said you wished it was me?
 Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you  can be!!