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Cleanin Out My Closet Eminem

Intro:

Where s my snare?
I have no snare on my headphones
There you go
Yeah
Yo yo

Have you eva been hated, or discriminated against?

I have, I ve been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind, of the mother fuckin kid that s behind
All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans explodin
Tempers flarin from parents just blow em off and keep goin
Not takin nothin from no one, give em hell long as I m
breathin
Keep kickin ass in the mornin , and takin names in the
evenin
Leave em with a taste sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigga me, but they ll neva figure me out
Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now
Ain t you mama, I ma make you look so ridiculous now

I m sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I m cleanin out my closet

One More Time

I said
I m sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight, I m cleanin out my closet
Ha!

I got some skeletons in my closet
And I don t know if no one knows it
So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it
I ma expose it, I ll take you back to 73
Before I eva had a multi-platinum sellin CD
I was a baby maybe I was just a coupla months
My faggot father must ve had his panties up in a bunch
Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I don t, on second thought I just fuckin wished he would die

I look at Hailie, and I couldn t picture leavin her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I try to make it work
Wit her at least for Hailie s sake
I maybe made some mistakes
But I m only human but I m man enough to face em today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun

Cause I d of killed em, said I woulda shot Kim and them both
It s my life, I d like to welcome ya ll to the Eminem show


Now I would neva diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen before you think this record is dissin

But put yourself in my position, just try to envision
Witnessin your mama poppin prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitchin that someone s always goin through her purse and
shit s missin
Goin through public housin systems, victim of Munchausen
Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn t
Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to ya stomach,
doesn t it?
Wasn t it the reason you made that CD for me, MA?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, MA?
But guess what, ya gettin olda now and it s cold when ya lonely

And Nathan s growin up so quick he s gonna know that ya phony
And Hailie s gettin so big now, you should see her, she s
beautiful
But you ll neva see her, she won t even be at your FUNERAL
See what hurts me the most, is you won t admit you was wrong
Bitch, do ya song, keep tellin yaself that you was a mom
But how dare you try to take what you didn t help me to get
You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin burn in hell for this
shit!
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I am dead, dead to you as can be!!


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