Eminem - Cleaning Out My Closet

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⁣[Intro]

Where's my snare?

I have no snare in my headphones

There you go

Yeah

Yo, yo



[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 is the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's 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 morning and takin' names in the evenin'

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 you're prolly
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!)

[Verse
2]

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-selling CD

I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of 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 fuckin' wished he would die

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

Even if I hated Kim, I'd 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 'em today

What I did was stupid, no doubt it
was dumb

But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out of that gun

‘Cause I'da killed 'em, shit, I woulda shot Kim and him both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome
y'all 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 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 (Uh)

[Verse
3]

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 her purse and shit's missin'

Goin' through public housing systems,
victim of Münchausen'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 your 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 gettin' older
now, and it's cold when you're lonely

And Nathan's growin' up so quick,
he's gonna know that you're phony

And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you
should see her, she's beautiful

But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral (Ha-ha!)

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? (Hehe)

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