Cleaning My Closet (I'm Sorry Mama) - Eminem



 wheres my snare?

 i have no snare in my headphones,

 here you go, yeah, yo, yo

 

 have you ever been hated, yo discriminated against, i have

 i've been protested and demonstrated against

 picking signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times

 sick as the mind, of the motherfuckin kid that'll behind

 all this commotion, emotions, run deep as oceans explodin

 take this flamer from parents just blow him off and keep goin

 now takin nothin from noone give him hell as long as i'm breathin

 be kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening

 leave em with the taste of sour that'll been ? in their mouth

 see they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out

 look at me now, i'll bet your probably sick of me now

 aint you mama i'ma make you look so ridiculous now

 

 

 i'm sorry mama

 i never meant to hurt you

 i never meant to make you cry

 but tonight i'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet

 

 i've got some skeletons in my closet and i don't know if no ones know 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-platnium selling CD

 i was a baby, maybe i was just a couple a months

 my fagot father must had his panties up in a bunch

 cause he split, i wondered if he even kissed me good-bye

 no i don't, on second thought i just fuckin wish he'd would die

 i look at halie and i couldn't picture leavin her side

 even if i hated kim

 i grim my teeth and i try to make it work

 with her at least for halie'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

 cuz i'da killed em, shit i woulda shot kim and em both, its my life

 i'd like to welcome yall to the eminem show

 

 

 i'm sorry mama

 i never meant to hurt you

 i never meant to make you cry

 but tonight i'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet

 

 now i would never diss my own mama just to get recognition

 take a second to listen before you think this record is dissin

 but put yourself in my position, just try to in vision

 witnessing your mama poppin prescription pills in the kitchen

 bitchin, that someones always going through her personal shits missing

 going through public housing systems victim of ? syndrome

 my whole life i was made to believe i was sick when i wasn't

 till 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 when its cold when your lonely

 and nathan's growing up so quick, he'll gonna know that your phony

 and halies getting so big now, you just see her she'll beautiful

 but you'll never see her, she wont even be at your funeral

 see what hurts me the most is you wont 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 Roney died and you said you'd wish it was me

 well guess what, i am dead, dead to you as can be

 

 

 i'm sorry mama

 i never meant to hurt you

 i never meant to make you cry

 but tonight i'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet