「Cleaning Out My Closet」の歌詞 EMINEM

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 is the mind of the motha fuckin'
kid that's behind
All this commotion
Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin'
Tempers flaring 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 morning
An' takin' names in the evening
Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar
in they mouth
See, they can trigger me
But they never figure me out
Look at me now
I bet ya probably sick of me now
Ain't you mama
I'm a 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 cleanin' out my closet

I'm sorry, Mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet

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'm a expose it
I'll take you back to 7 3
Before I ever had a multi -platinum
sellin' C D
I was a baby maybe
I was just a couple of months
My faggot father must have had
his panties up in a bunch cuz 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 them bullets out of that gun
Cuz I'd a killed
'em shit
I would have shot Kim an' him both
It's my life
I'd like to welcome y'all
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 cleanin' out my closet

I'm sorry, Mama
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 dis my own mama
Just to get recognition
Take a second to listen for you
Think this record is dissin'
But put yourself in my position
Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama
poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitchin' that someone's always goin'
through her purse and shits missin'
Going through public housing 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 C D
for me, Ma?
So you could try to justify
the way you treated me, Ma?
But guess what yer gettin' older now
and it's cold when you're lonely
An' Nathan's growin' up so quick,
he's gonna know that you're phoney
And Hailie's getting' 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 ya 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, Mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet

I'm sorry, Mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry but tonight
I'm cleanin' out my closet