كلمات اغنية Cleanin Out My Closet | ||
Where's my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya' go, yeah, yo', yo'... | ||
Have you ever 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 is the mind of the | ||
motherfuckin' kid that's behind, all this commotion, emotions run deep as ocean's explodin', | ||
tempers flaring 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', an' takin' names in the | ||
evening, leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth, see they can trigger me but | ||
they'll never figure me out, look at me now, I bet ya' probably sick of me now, ain't you mama, | ||
i'ma make you look so ridiculous now... | ||
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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... | ||
I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one knows it, so before they thrown me | ||
inside my coffin and close it, i'ma expose it, i'll take you back to '73, before I ever had a | ||
multi-platinum sellin' Cd, I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months, my faggot father | ||
must have had his pantie's 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'd try, to make it | ||
work with her at least for Hailie's sake, I maybe made some mistakes but i'm only human, but i'm | ||
man enough to face them today, what I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest | ||
shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun, cause id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot | ||
Kim and him both, it's my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem show... | ||
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Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who 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 shits missin', going through public housing systems, victim of | ||
Munchausen's 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, your | ||
gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonna | ||
know that your phoney, and Hailie's getting so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful, but | ||
you'll never 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 your song, keep tellin' yourself 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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كلمات اغنية Cleanin Out My Closet
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تاريخ التسجيل : 11/06/2007
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