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