Alvin & The Chipmunks - Cleanin Out my Closet (Eminem)

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 pennies 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...