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Where´s my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya´ 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 is the mind of the
motherfuckin´ 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 mornin´, an´ takin´ names in the
evening, 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 mama,
i´ma make you look so ridiculous now...
[CHORUS]
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, {one more time}, I said 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´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 pantie´s 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 them bullets out of that gun, cause id´a killed ´em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it´s my life, i´d like to welcome y´all to the Eminem show...
[CHORUS]
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who 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 Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your
gettin´ older now and it´s cold when your lonely, and Nathan´s growing up so quick, he´s gonna
know that your 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 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...
[CHORUS]
Translate to:
Where´s my snare, I have no snare in my headphones, there ya´ 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 is the mind of the
motherfuckin´ 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 mornin´, an´ takin´ names in the
evening, 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 mama,
i´ma make you look so ridiculous now...
[CHORUS]
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, {one more time}, I said 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´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 pantie´s 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 them bullets out of that gun, cause id´a killed ´em, shit I would have shot
Kim and him both, it´s my life, i´d like to welcome y´all to the Eminem show...
[CHORUS]
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition, take a second to listen who 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 Cd for me, ma, so you could try to justify the way you treated me, ma, but guess what, your
gettin´ older now and it´s cold when your lonely, and Nathan´s growing up so quick, he´s gonna
know that your 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 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...
[CHORUS]