[Intro]

Where's my snare?

I have no snare in my headphones - there you go

Yeah.. yo, yo



[Eminem]

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 motherfuckin 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 ya probably sick of me now ain't you momma?

I'ma make you look so ridiculous now



[Chorus: Eminem]

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



[Eminem]

Ha! 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 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 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

Cuz I'da killed him; shit I woulda shot Kim and them both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to "The Eminem Show"



[Chorus]



[Eminem]

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 throuh her purse and shit's missin

Goin through public housin 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? You're gettin older now and it's cold when your lonely

And Nathan's growin up so quick he's gonna know that your 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!



[Chorus] - repeat 2X