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

 Cleanin  My Closet
 
 Intro:
  my snare?
 I  no snare on my headphones
  you go
 Yeah
 Yo yo
 
 Verse 1
 Have you ever been hated, or  against?
 I have, I've been  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'
 Tempers  from parents just blow 'em off and keep goin'
 Not  nothin' from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathin'
 Keep kickin' ass in the  and takin' names in the evenin'
 Leave them with a taste  sour as vinegar in they mouth
 See they can trigger me, but  never figure me out
 Look at me now,  bet ya probably sick of me now
 Ain't you mama, I'ma make you  so ridiculous now
 
 Chorus (2x)
  sorry mama
 I never meant  hurt you
 I never meant make  cry
 But  I'm cleanin' out my closet
 
  More Time
 
 I said,
 I'm  mama
 I never meant to hurt 
 I  meant make you cry
  tonight, I'm cleanin' out my closet
 Ha!
 
 Verse 2
 I got some skeletons  my closet
 And I don't  if no one knows it
 So  they throw me inside my coffin and close it
 Imma expose  I'll take you back to '73
 Before I  had a multi-platinum sellin' CD
  was 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 don't, on second thought I just in' wished  would die
 I look  Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her side
 Even if I  Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I try to make it work
 With her at least for Hailie's sake I maybe made  mistakes
 But  only 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 take the bullets outta that 
 Cause I'da killed 'em, shit I  have shot Kim and him both
 It's  life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem show
 
 Chorus (2x)
 
 Verse 3
 Now  would never dis my own mama just to get recognition
 Take a second to listen for you  this record is dissin'
 But put yourself in  position, just try to envision
 Witnessin'  mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen
 Bitchin' that someone's always going through her purse and  missin'
 Goin' through public  systems, victim of Munchhausen Syndrome
 My whole life I was made to believe I was  when I wasn't
 'Til I grew up, now I blew up  makes you sick to your stomach, doesn't it?
 Wasn't  the reason you made that CD for me, MA?
 So you could  to justify the way you treated me, MA?
 But guess what, your gettin'  now and it's 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 her, she's 
 But you'll never see her, she won't even be at  funeral *hahaha*
 See what hurts me the most, is you won´t admit you  wrong
 Bitch, do  song, keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom
 But how dare you  to take what you didn't help me to get
 You selfish bitch, I hope you in' burn in hell  this shit!
 Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was 
 Well guess what, I am  dead to you as can be!!