Wheres my snare? I have no snare on my headphones There you go Yeah Yo Yo Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against? I have, Ive been protested and demonstrated against Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times Sick as this mind, of the mother fucking kid thats behind All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as Im breathing Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening Leave em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth See they can trigger me, but theyll never figure me out Look at me now, I betcha probably sick of me now Aint you mama, Im-a make you look so ridiculous now Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet One More Time I said Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet And I dont know if no one knows it So before they throw me inside my coffin and close it Im-a expose it, Ill 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 mustve had his panties up in a bunch Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye No I dont, on second thought; I just fucking wished he would die I look at Haley, and I couldnt picture leaving her side Even if I hated Kim, I grin my teeth and I try to make it work With her at least for Haleys sake I maybe made some mistakes But Im only human, but Im 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 out-a that gun Cause Id have killed em, shit I wouldve shot Kim and them both Its my life; Id like to welcome yall to the Eminem show Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet One More Time I said Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet Ha! Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition Take a second to listen before who you think this record is dissing But put yourself in my position, just try to invasion Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen Bitching that someones always going through her purse when shits missing Going through public housing systems, victim of munch-housing syndrome My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasnt Til I grew up, now I blew up it makes you sick to your stomach, doesnt it? Wasnt 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, your getting older now and its cold when your lonely And Nathans growing up so quick hes gonna know that your phony And Haleys getting so big now, you should see her, shes beautiful But youll never see her, she wont even be at your funeral *ha-ha* See what hurts me the most, is you wont admit you was wrong Bitch, do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mum But how dare you try to take what you didnt help me to get You selfish bitch, I hope you fucking 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 Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet One More Time I said Im sorry mama I never meant to hurt you-ew-ew I never meant make you cry But tonight, Im cleaning out my closet Ha!
Artist: Eminem
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