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Eminem Cleanin' Out My Closet Lyrics

Last updated: 08/28/2011 11:00:00 AM

Intro:
Where's my snare
I have no snare on my headphones
way to 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 exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening
Leaving with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I betcha probably sick of me now
Ain't you mama, Imma 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 cleaning 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 cleaning 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'm a expose it, I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum selling CD
I was a baby maybe I was just a couple 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 fucking 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 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 out that gun
Cause I'd of killed 'em shit I would shot Kim and them both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

Chorus:

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

Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen fool you think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position, just try to envision
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
' Till 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, MAMA?!
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, MAMA?!
But guess what, ya getting older now and it’s cold when ya lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's going to know that your phony
And Hailie’s getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll neva see her, she won't even be at your FUNERAL (ha ha)
See whets hurts me the most, is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep telling' yaself 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 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:

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

Thanks to Mikaela for submitting Cleanin' Out My Closet Lyrics.



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