Eminem "Cleanin' Out My Closet" lyrics

Cleanin' Out My Closet

Have you ever been hated or discriminated againstI have; I've been protested and demonstrated againstPicket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the timesSick as the mind of the motherfuckin' kid that's behindAll 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 mornin' and takin' names in the evenin'Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouthSee they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me outLook at me now; I bet ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

[Chorus:]I'm sorry mommaI never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleanin' out my closet (one more time)I said I'm sorry mommaI never meant to hurt youI never meant to make you cry; but tonightI'm cleanin' out my closet

Ha! I got some skeletons in my closetAnd I don't know if no one knows itSo before they thrown me inside my coffin and close itI'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73Before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CDI was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of monthsMy faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunchCause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbyeNo I don't on second thought I just fuckin' wished he would dieI look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her sideEven if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I'd tryTo make it work with her at least for Hailie's sakeI maybe made some mistakesBut I'm only human, but I'm man enough to face them todayWhat I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumbBut the smartest shit I did was take the bullets outta that gunCause I'da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them bothIt's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"

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Now I would never dis my own momma just to get recognitionTake a second to listen for who you think this record is dissin'But put yourself in my position; just try to envisionWitnessin' your momma poppin' prescription pills in the kitchenBitchin' that someone's always goin' through her purse and shit's missin'Goin' through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's SyndromeMy 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 stomachDoesn't it? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me MaSo you could try to justify the way you treated me MaBut guess what? You're gettin' older now and it's cold when you're lonelyAnd Nathan's growin' up so quick he's gonna know that your phonyAnd Hailie's gettin' so big now; you should see her, she's beautifulBut you'll never see her - she won't even be at your funeralSee what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrongBitch do your song - keep tellin' yourself that you was a momBut how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to getYou selfish bitch; I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shitRemember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was meWell guess what, I am dead - dead to you as can be!

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