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Cleanin' Out My Closet Lyrics by Eminem Eminem
Below, you will find the lyrics for Cleanin' Out My Closet by Eminem.
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones
There you go
Verse 1
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 kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as ocean's 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
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 momma?
Verse 1
I'mma make you look so ridiculous now
Chorus 1
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
Verse 2
Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
And I don't know if no one knows it
Verse 2
So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it
I'mma 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 of months
My father must have had his panties up in a bunch
'Cause he split
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
Verse 2
No I don't
On second thought I just wished he would die
Verse 2
I look at Hailie
And I couldn't picture leaving her side
Verse 2
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
Verse 2
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 I did was take the bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da killed him; I would've shot Kim and him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to 'The Eminem Show'
Chorus 2
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
Verse 3
Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
Witnessing your momma popping prescription pills in the kitchen
That someone's always going through her purse
And is missing
Verse 3
Going through public housing systems
Victim of Munchhausen's Syndrome
Verse 3
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? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're 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!
Verse 3
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
Do your song
Keep telling yourself that you was a mom!
Verse 3
But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You selfish
I hope you burn in hell for this
Verse 3
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 3
I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
I said I'm sorry momma!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
I'm cleaning out my closet
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