Official Music Video
Cleanin Out My Closet by Eminem
Lyrics & Translation
English
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 motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking 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 you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?
I'mma make you look so ridiculous now
I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning 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'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling 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 fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving 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 them bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da 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 mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen'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 CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony
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 telling 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 fucking 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 mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Cleanin Out My Closet by Eminem
Cleanin Out My Closet* (original Eminem)
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 motherfucking kid that's behind
All this commotion emotions run deep as oceans, exploding
Tempers flaring from parents just blow 'em off and keep going
Not taking nothing from no one give 'em hell long as I'm breathing
Keep kicking ass in the morning and taking 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 you're probably sick of me now ain't you mama?
I'mma make you look so ridiculous now
I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning 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'mma expose it; I'll take you back to '73
Before I ever had a multi-platinum-selling 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 fucking wished he would die
I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving 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 them bullets outta that gun
'Cause I'da 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 mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen 'fore you think this record is dissing
But put yourself in my position; just try to envision
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen
Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and shit's missing
Going through public housing systems, victim of Münchausen'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 CD for me Ma?
So you could try to justify the way you treated me Ma?
But guess what? You're getting older now and it's cold when you're lonely
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that you're phony
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 telling 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 fucking 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 mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
I'm sorry mama!
I never meant to hurt you!
I never meant to make you cry; but tonight
I'm cleaning 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 cleaning out my closet
Cleanin Out My Closet (traducción LyricVerse Team)
¿Dónde está mi caja?
No tengo caja en mis auriculares. Ahí está.
Sí... yo, yo
¿Alguna vez te han odiado o discriminado?
A mí sí; me han protestado y manifestado en contra
Pancartas por mis rimas malvadas, mira los tiempos
Enfermo como la mente del maldito niño que está detrás
Todo este alboroto, las emociones son profundas como océanos, explotando
Temperamentos encendiéndose de los padres, solo ignóralos y sigue
No aceptando nada de nadie, dales infierno mientras respire
Sigue pateando traseros por la mañana y tomando nombres por la noche
Déjalos con un sabor tan agrio como el vinagre en su boca
Mira, pueden provocarme, pero nunca me entenderán
Mírame ahora; apuesto a que ya estás harta de mí, ¿verdad, mamá?
Voy a hacerte quedar tan ridícula ahora
¡Lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar; pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario (una vez más)
¡Dije que lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar, pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario
¡Ja! Tengo algunos esqueletos en mi armario
Y no sé si nadie lo sabe
Así que antes de que me metan en mi ataúd y lo cierren
Voy a exponerlo; te llevaré de vuelta al '73
Antes de que tuviera un CD multiplatino
Era un bebé, quizás solo tenía un par de meses
Mi padre maricón debe haber tenido los calzones apretados
Porque se largó, me pregunto si siquiera me besó al despedirse
No, no lo hago. Pensándolo bien, solo deseé que se muriera
Miro a Hailie, y no podría imaginarme dejándola
Incluso si odiara a Kim, apretaría los dientes e intentaría
Hacer que funcionara con ella al menos por el bien de Hailie
Quizás cometí algunos errores
Pero solo soy humano, pero soy lo suficientemente hombre para enfrentarlos hoy
Lo que hice fue estúpido, sin duda fue tonto
Pero lo más inteligente que hice fue sacar esas balas de esa pistola
Porque lo habría matado; mierda, habría disparado a Kim y a él a ambos
Es mi vida, me gustaría darles la bienvenida a todos a "The Eminem Show"
¡Lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar; pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario (una vez más)
¡Dije que lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar, pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario
Ahora, nunca despreciaría a mi propia mamá solo para obtener reconocimiento
Tómate un segundo para escuchar antes de que pienses que este disco es un ataque
Pero ponte en mi posición; solo trata de imaginar
Ser testigo de cómo tu mamá tomaba pastillas recetadas en la cocina
Quejándose de que alguien siempre revisa su bolso y faltan cosas
Pasando por sistemas de vivienda pública, víctima del Síndrome de Münchausen
Toda mi vida me hicieron creer que estaba enfermo cuando no lo estaba
Hasta que crecí, ahora exploté, te revuelve el estómago
¿No es así? ¿No fue esa la razón por la que hiciste ese CD para mí, Ma?
¿Para que pudieras intentar justificar la forma en que me trataste, Ma?
Pero ¿adivina qué? Estás envejeciendo ahora y hace frío cuando estás sola
Y Nathan está creciendo tan rápido que va a saber que eres falsa
Y Hailie está tan grande ahora; deberías verla, es hermosa
¡Pero nunca la verás, ni siquiera estará en tu funeral!
Mira, lo que más me duele es que no admites que te equivocaste
¡Perra, haz tu canción, sigue diciéndote a ti misma que fuiste una mamá!
Pero ¿cómo te atreves a intentar tomar lo que no me ayudaste a conseguir?
Perra egoísta; espero que te quemes en el infierno por esta mierda
¿Recuerdas cuando Ronnie murió y dijiste que deseabas que fuera yo?
¡Pues adivina qué, estoy muerto, muerto para ti como puede ser!
¡Lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar; pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario (una vez más)
¡Dije que lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar, pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario
¡Lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar; pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario (una vez más)
¡Dije que lo siento, mamá!
¡Nunca quise hacerte daño!
Nunca quise hacerte llorar, pero esta noche
Estoy limpiando mi armario
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