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 time.
sick as the mind, as the mother fuck in' kid this behind.
all these comotions, emotions, one deep as ocean exploding.
tempers flaring from parents, just blow them off and keep going,
not taking nothing from no one, giving them hell long as i'm breathing,
keep kicking ass in the morning and taking names in the evening,
leaving a taste of sour as vinegar in their mouth,
see they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out,
look at me now, i bet you probably sick of me now,
ain't you mamma, i'm gonna make you look so
ridiculous now,
i'm sorry mamma, i never meant to hurt you, i never
meant to make you cry, but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet.
i said i'm sorry mamma, i never meant to hurt you, i
never meant to make you cry, but tonight, i'm
cleaning out my closet
i got some skeletons in my closet, and i don't know if no one knows it
so before they throw me inside my coffin and close it, imma expose it
i'll 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 faggit father must've had his panties up in the bunch
cuz he split, i wonder even if he kissed me good -bye
no i don't, on second thought, i just fuckin' wish he would die
i look at hailie, and i couldn't picture leaving the side
even if i hated kim, i'll grit my teeth and i try to
make it work with her at least for hailie's sake i maybe made some mistake, 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 smarter shit i did was take the bullets out of that gun
cuz ida killed them, shit i would've shot kim and them both
cuz my life, i like to welcome y'all to the eminem show
i'm sorry mamma, i never meant to hurt you, i never
meant to make you cry, but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet.
i said i'm sorry mamma, 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 dis my own mamma just to get
recognition
take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissin'
but put yourself in my position, just try to invision
witness in your momin poppin , prescription pills in the kitchen
bitch, and then someone always comin' through her purse shit missin'
going through public houses systems victims of (munchile syndrome?)
my whole life i was made to believe i was sick when i wasn't
till i grew up now, i blew up and make you sick to your stomach
doesn't it? wasn't that 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 getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
and nathan is growing up so quick and he'll know that you're phony
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 that you was wrong
bitch do your song, keep telling yourself that you was a mom
but how dare you to try 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 wish it was me
well guess what? i am dead, dead to you as could be i'm sorry mamma, i never meant to hurt you, i never
meant to make you cry, but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet.
i said i'm sorry mamma, i never meant to hurt you, i
never meant to make you cry, but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet