Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet (lyrics)

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 Intro:

 Where's my snare

 I have no snare on my headphones

 There you 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 as the mind of the motherfucking 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 I'm breathin'

 Keep kickin' ass in the mornin', and takin' names in the evenin'

 Leaving with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth

 See they can trigga me, but they'll neva figure me out

 Look at me now, I betcha probley sick of me now

 Ain't you mama, I 'ma make you look so ridiculous now

 

 Chorus:

 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 ever 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 my goodbye

 No I don't, on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would die

 I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leaving her side,

 Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd 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 shit I woulda shot Kim and them both

 It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

 

 [Chorus]

 

 Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition

 Take a second to listen 'fore 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 hear purse and shit's missin'

 Goin' through public housin' 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, ya gettin' olda now and it?s cold when yaw lonely

 And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's going to know that yaw phony

 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 whets hurts me the most, is you won't admit you was wrong

 Bitch do your song, keep tellin' yaself that you was a mom

 But how dare you try to take when 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!!

 

 [Chorus]