Where`s my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there you go
Yeah.. yo, yo
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 motherfuckin kid that`s behind
all this commotion emotions run deep as ocean`s 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 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
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
Ha! I got some skeletons in my closet
and I don`t know if no one knows it
So before they thrown 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 sellin CD
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My faggot 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 fuckin 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
Cuz I`da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them both
It`s my life, I`d like to welcome y`all to The Eminem Show
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
Now I would never diss my own momma just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for who 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
Bitchin that someone`s always goin throuh her purse and shit`s missin
Goin through public housin systems, victim of Munchausen`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 your lonely
And Nathan`s growin up so quick he`s gonna know that your 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
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 Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what, I +AM+ dead - dead to you as can be!
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
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
