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 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 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]
