WHERE'S MY SNARE
I HAVE NO SNARE
IN MY HEADPHONES
THERE YOU 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 AS THE MIND
OF THE MOTHER-FUCKIN' KID
THAT'S BEHIND
ALL THIS COMMOTION
EMOTIONS RUN DEEP
AS OCEAN'S EXPLODIN'
TEMPERS 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 YOU'RE PROBABLY
SICK OF ME NOW
AIN'T YOU, MOMMA
I'M-A MAKE YOU LOOK
SO RIDICULOUS NOW
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
HA!
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
I'M-A EXPOSE IT
I'LL TAKE YOU BACK
TO SEVENTY-THREE
BEFORE I EVER HAD A
MULTI-PLATINUM SELLIN' C.D.
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'D 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
'CAUSE I'D-A KILLED HIM
SHIT, I WOULD'VE SHOT
KIM AND HIM BOTH
IT'S MY LIFE
I'D LIKE TO WELCOME
Y'ALL TO THE EMINEM SHOW
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
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
MUNCH-HAUSEN'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 YOUR STOMACH
DOESN'T IT
WASN'T IT THE REASON YOU
MADE THAT C.D. 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 YOU'RE LONELY
AND NATHAN'S
GROWIN' UP SO QUICK
HE'S GONNA KNOW
THAT YOU'RE 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 BE
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