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h. zaich - eminem’s “cleanin' out my closet” lyrics

[intro]
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 motherf-ckin’ 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’ -ss in the mornin’ and takin’ names in the evenin’
leave ’em with the 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?
i’ma make you look so ridiculous now

[hook: eminem]
i’m sorry momma
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 momma
i never meant to hurt you
i never meant to make you cry, but tonight
i’m cleanin’ out my closet

[verse 2]
ha! 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’mma 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 f-ggot father must have 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 f-ckin’ 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 the bullets outta that gun
cause i’da k!lled him; shit i woulda shot kim and him both
it’s my life, i’d like to welcome y’all to the eminem show

[hook]

[verse 3]
now i would never diss my own momma 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 momma poppin’ prescription pills in the kitchen
b-tchin’ 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 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 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
see what hurts me the most is you won’t admit you was wrong
b-tch 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 b-tch; i hope you f-ckin’ 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!

[hook]

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