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Interpret:
Eminem
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| Cleanin Out My Closet
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[Intro]
Wheres my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there you go
Yeah.. yo, yo
[Eminem]
Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have; Ive been protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times
Sick as the mind of the motherfuckin kid thats 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 Im breathin
Keep kickin ass in the mornin and takin names in the evenin
Leave em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth
See they can trigger me, but theyll never figure me out
Look at me now; I bet ya probably sick of me now aint you momma?
Ima make you look so ridiculous now
[Chorus: Eminem]
Im sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet (one more time)
I said Im sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet
[Eminem]
Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
and I dont know if no one knows it
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
Ima expose it; Ill 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 panties up in a bunch
cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No I dont on second thought I just fuckin wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldnt picture leavin her side
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and Id try
to make it work with her at least for Hailies sake
I maybe made some mistakes
but Im only human, but Im man enough to face them today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun
Cuz Ida killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them both
Its my life, Id like to welcome yall to "The Eminem Show"
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
witnessin your momma poppin prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitchin that someones always goin throuh her purse and shits missin
Goin through public housin systems, victim of Munchausens Syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasnt
til I grew up, now I blew up, it makes you sick to ya stomach
doesnt it? Wasnt 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? Youre gettin older now and its cold when your lonely
And Nathans growin up so quick hes gonna know that your phony
And Hailies gettin so big now; you should see her, shes beautiful
But youll never see her - she wont even be at your funeral!
See what hurts me the most is you wont 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 didnt 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!
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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