Eminem Cleaning Up My Closet Lyrics

Wheres my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones
There you go,yo yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?
I have, I've protested and demonstrated against
Picket signs for my wicked ryhmes Look at the times
Sick is the mind of motha f___in' kid thats 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 a__ in the mornin and takin' names in the evening
Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth
See they can trigger me but they never figure me out
Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now
aint you mama I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

Course (2x)
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 dont know if no one knows it
So before they throw 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 cd
I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months
My f__got father must have had his panties up in a bunch
So he split I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye
No, I dont on second thought, I just f___in' 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
try to make it work with her at least for Hailies 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 s___ I did was take the bullets out of that gun
Cuz I'da killed them, s___ I woulda shot Kim an' him both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to The Eminem Show

Course (2x)
I'm sorry mama
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 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 invision
witnessin' yo mama poppin' perscription pills in da kitchen
Always b____in' that someones always goin'
through her purse and s___ missin'
Goin' through housing system, victem of Munchausen's sydrome
My whole life I was made to beleive I was sick when I wasn't
Til I grew up, now I blew up
It makes you sick to your 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?
Well guess what your gettin' older now and
Its cold when your lonely and Nathan's growin up so quick
He's gonna know that your phoney
And Hailie's gettin' so big now, you should see her shes beautiful
But you'll never see her she wont even be at your funeral
See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong
b____, do ya song
Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom
But how dare you try to take what you didnt help me to get
You selfish b____, I hope you f___in' burn in hell for this s___
Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me?
Well guess what I am dead, dead to you as can be

Cousre (4x)
I'm sorry mama
I never meant to hurt you
I never meant to make you cry
But tonight I'm cleaning out my closet