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[Intro:]
Where's my snare?
I have no snare in my headphones - there you go
Yeah.. yo, yo

[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 as the mind
Of the motherfuckin kid that's behind
all this commotion emotions
Run deep as ocean's explodin
Temper's 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

[Chorus: Eminem - 2x]
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

[Eminem:]
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"

[Chorus: Eminem - 2x]
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

[Eminem:]
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 through 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

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