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xA|--0-0-----------2--|--0-0-----------2--|------3-5-7- /8 ----7-3-2------------|
xE|--------0---0------|--------0---0------|--1-1------------------------------|
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xG|----------2--------|----------2--------|-------------------------1-2-4-1-2-|

Intro: 
    Am E      Am E             F E   Am
              Where's my snare?
  
I have no snare on my headphones 
Am E          Am  E            F   E   Am   
  There You go        Yeah  Yo yo 

Verse:
         Am                     E
Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against? 
      Am                        E
I have, I've been protested and demostrated against 
       F                           E
Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times 
            Am
Sick as the mind of the mother xxxxing kid that's behind 

         Am                              E
All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding 
        Am                                E
Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going 
           F                            E
Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing 
             Am
Keep kicking ass in the morning, and taking names in the evening 

          Am                          E
Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vineger in they mouth 
             Am                            E
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out 
           F                    E
Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now 
            Am
Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now 

Chorus:
          Am  E   
I'm sorry mama 
              Am     E   
I never meant hurt to 
              F            
I never meant make you cry 
      E                          Am
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet 

One More Time 
                 Am  E   
I said I'm sorry mama 
              Am     E   
I never meant hurt to 
              F
I never meant make you cry
      E                          Am 
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha! 

Verse -same as first Verse: Am E     Am E      F  E  Am-:
I got some skeletons in my closet 
And I dont know if no one knows it 
So before they throw 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 selling CD 

I was a baby maybe I was just a couple of months 
My faggy father must've had his panties up in a punch 
'Cause he split, I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye 
No I don't, on second thought I just xxxxing wished he would die 

I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leaving her side 
Even if I hated Kim, I grit my teeth and I 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 xxxx I did was take the bullets outta that gun 
Cause I'd of killed em, xxxx I would've shot Kim and him both 
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show 

Chorus:
           Am  E   
I'm sorry mama 
               Am     E   
I never meant hurt to 
               F            
I never meant make you cry 
       E                           Am
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet 

One More Time 
                  Am  E   
I said I'm sorry mama 
          Am     E   
I never meant hurt to you
               F
I never meant make you cry
       E                           Am 
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha!
 
Verse -same as first Verse: Am E     Am E      F  E  Am-:
Now I would never diss my own mama just to get recognition 
Take a second to listen for who you think this record is dissing 
But put yourself in my position, just try to invision 
Witnessing your mama popping prescription pills in the kitchen 

Bitching that someone's always going through her purse and xxxx's missing 
Going through public housing systems, victim of munchausen 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, your getting older now and it's cold when your lonely 
And Nathan's growing up so quick he's gonna know that your phoney 

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 *hahaha*
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 xxxxing burn in hell for this xxxx! 
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:
           Am  E   
I'm sorry mama 
               Am     E   
I never meant hurt to 
               F            
I never meant make you cry 
       E                           Am
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet 

One More Time 
                  Am  E   
I said I'm sorry mama 
          Am     E   
I never meant hurt to you
               F
I never meant make you cry
       E                           Am 
But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Outro - x2 fading -: Am E     Am  E        F   E   Am    
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  1. … realy… -_- it can say bitch but not $h1t

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