CLEANING On My CLOSET.

Intro:
Where's my snare
I have no snare on my headphones
way to 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 thats 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
Leaving with a taste as sour as vinegar in their mouth
See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out
Look at me now, I betcha probably sick of me now
Ain't you mama, Imma 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 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'm a 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 months
My faggot father must’ve 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 
Wit her at least for Hailie sake
I maybe made some mistakes 
But I'm only human but I'm man enough to face 'em today
What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb
But the smartest shit I did was take the bullets out that gun
Cause I'd of killed 'em shit I would shot Kim and them both
It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

Chorus:

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 dis my own mama just to get recognition
Take a second to listen fool you think this record is dissin'
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 Munchausen syndrome
My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't
' Till 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, MAMA?!
So you could try to justify the way you treated me, MAMA?!
But guess what, ya getting older now and it’s cold when ya lonely
And Nathan's growin' up so quick he's going to know that your phony
And Hailie’s getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful
But you'll neva see her, she won't even be at your FUNERAL (ha ha)
See whets hurts me the most, is you won't admit you was wrong
Bitch do your song, keep telling' yaself that you was a mom
But how dare you try to take what you didnt help me to get,
you selfish bitch
I hope you fuckin' burn in 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:

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

So Much More.. ;-)

[ Prisa & Jano ]

Lately.. i just can't find the words to say
and i drift through my cliches
as my time keeps slippin away

Feintly.. i feel the days they turn to years
and the laze they turn to fears
as i steer away from my tears

da...da..da..daa
da...da..da..daa

life's double shot espresso, got my mind running
my troubles caught my woes, and it got my mind spinning
round the promises i've made
crowned by the promises i break

stop.. now.. what the hell are we doin..
turn.. around.. can't you smell what we're brewin
down the empty streets we've walked
drowned by the emptiness we've stalked

ohh.. there was so much more we could have.. done
how could we be so blind
ooh.. pick yourself back up and start to ... run
cos the world is not that kind


Prisa (Vendetta - http://www.myspace.com/vendettakillyou)
Jano (Paris Society / UK - http://www.parissociety.co.uk)
(Audio Solitude - http://www.myspace.com/audiosolitude)

_S-T-A-N_

[Chorus: Dido]
My tear's gone cold I'm wondering why I..
got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window..
and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'll all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..

[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after "thunder" noise]

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan

[Chorus: Dido]

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you,
four hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither;
he used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be together too

[Chorus: Dido]

[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters;
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive?
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning
but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it
I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this shit out?
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
.. [brief silence] .. [LOUD splash]

[Chorus: Dido]

[Eminem]
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter that
and here's an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin dogg,
c'mon - how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
and in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his name was.. it was you
Damn!

LOVE ME TENDER. . .. .....

[ NORAH JONES Lyric ]

Love me tender,
love me sweet,
Never let me go.
You have made my life complete,
And I love you so.

Love me tender,
love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin',
I love you,
And I always will.

Love me tender,
love me dear,
Tell me you are mine.
I'll be yours through all the years,
Till the end of time.

Love me tender,
love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin',
I love you,
And I always will.

Love me tender,
love me true,
All my dreams fulfilled.
For my darlin',
I love you,
And I always will.


and this is just unofficial video, this just a fan made but I enjoy to see her ;-)

HELENA 彡

[ My Chemical Romance Lyric ]

Long ago 
Just like the hearse you died to get in again 
We are so far from you. 

Burning on just like a match you strike to incinerate. 
The lives of everyone you know 
And what's the worst you take, from every heart you break (heart you break) 
And like a blade you stain. 
Well I've been holding on tonight 

What's the worst that I could say? 
Things are better if I stay 
So long and goodnight 
So long and goodnight 

Came a time 
When every star fall brought you to tears again 
We are the very hurt you sold 
And what's the worst you take, from every heart you break. 
And like a blade you stain. 
Well I've been holding on tonight. 

What's the worst that I could say? 
Things are better if I stay 
So long and goodnight 
So long and goodnight 

And if you carry on this way 
Things are better if I stay 
So long and goodnight 
So long and goodnight 

Can you hear me? 
Are you near me? 
Can we pretend to leave and then, 
We'll meet again, when both our cars collide. 


What's the worst that I could say? 
Things are better if I stay 
So long and goodnight 
So long and goodnight 

And if you carry on this way 
Things are better if I stay 
So long and goodnight 
So long and goodnight . . .




[from Album: Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge (2004) ]