Cleanin' Out My Closet Songtext - Eminem

Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet

[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 mothafuckin' 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 as long as I'm breathin'
Keep kickin' ass in the mornin' and taking names in the evenin'
Leavin' with the taste of sourest vinegar in their mouth
See, they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I'll bet ya probably sick of me now
Ain't ya 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 noone 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 a months

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'
Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchhausen 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 gettin' older now and it's cold and ya lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick, he's gonna know that ya 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 (haha)
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]
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

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