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Cleaning Out My Closet

Eminem





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 motha fuckin' 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. / Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. See, they
can trigger me but they 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. 
Chorus 2X
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 panties up in
a bunch, / cuz 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. / Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an'
him both. It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show. 
Chorus 2X

Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition. Take a second to
listen for 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' throuh 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, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely. An'
Nathan's growin' 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 ya 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. 
Chorus 4X



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