Eminem Cleanin out my Closet Lyrics:
Where's my snare, I have no snare in my
headphones, there ya' 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 is the mind of the
motherfuckin' 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, 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 mama, i'ma make
you look so ridiculous now...

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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...

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 pennies up in a bunch, cause he
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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, cause id'a killed
'em, shit I would have shot Kim and him both, it's
my life, i'd like to welcome y'all to the Eminem
show...

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Now I would never diss 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' through 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, your gettin' older now and it's
cold when your lonely, and Nathan's growing 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 your 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...

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Lyrics: Cleanin out my Closet, Eminem [end]