Have you ever been hated
or discriminated against?
I have, Ive been protested and demonstrated against.
Picket signs for my wicked rhymes.
Look at the times. Sick is the mind
of the motha fuckin kid thats behind
all this commotion. Emotions run deep
as oceans explodin.
Tempers flaring from parents,
just blow em off and keep goin.
Not takin nothin from no one,
give em hell long as Im breathin.
Keep kickin ass in the mornin,
an takin names in the evening.
Leavem with a taste as sour as vinegar in they 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,
Ima make you look so ridiculous now.
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet.
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet.
I got some skeletons in my closet
and I dont know if no one knows it.
So before they thrown
me inside my coffin and close it,
Ima expose it. Ill 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,
cuz he split.
I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye.
No, I dont on second thought,
I just fuckin wished he would die.
I look at Hailie
and I couldnt picture leavin her side.
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and Id try
to make it work with her at least for Hailies sake.
I maybe made some mistakes
but Im only human.
But Im 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.
Cuz ida killed em,
shit I would have shot Kim an him both.
Its my life, Id like to welcome yall to The Eminem Show.
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet.
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin 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.
ust try to envision witnessin your
Mama poppin prescription pills in the kitchen,
bitchin that someones always g
oin throuh her purse and shits missin. Going through
public housing systems, victim of Munchausens syndrome.
My whole life I was made to believe
I was sick when I wasnt til I grew up,
now I blew up. It makes you sick to ya stomach,
doesnt it?
Wasnt 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,
yer gettin older now and its cold when your lonely.
An Nathans getting up so quick,
hes gonna know that your phoney.
And Hailies getting so big now,
you should see her, shes beautiful.
But youll never see her,
she wont even be at your funeral.
See what hurts me the most is you wont
admit you was wrong. Bitch, 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 bitch,
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet.
Im sorry, Mama.
I never meant to hurt you.
I never meant to make you cry, but tonight
Im cleanin out my closet.
