Sangtittel fra Eminem?

[Line]

Trenger litt hjelp til å finne tittenen på denne sangen, som spilles en del i radioen for tida.

"I'm sorry mom, I never meant to hurt you..."

Det er alt jeg husker. Er det noen som husker mer?

[Line]

Cleaning out my closet, heter den.

)

[Gjest suppeguri]

Cleaning out my closet

[Gjest sussi]

cleaning out my closet

[Poetica]

Cleaning out my closet, heter den.

)

Han har fått mye pepper for den sangen, men det som det ikke er noen tvil om; er at han virkelig har "vært der" i sin barndom. Sangen er sterk, og riktig. )

[Gjest malun]

Han har fått mye pepper for den sangen, men det som det ikke er noen tvil om; er at han virkelig har "vært der" i sin barndom. Sangen er sterk, og riktig. )

Må innrømme at jeg rett og slett gråt en skvett da jeg så videoen for første gang...men så er jeg ganske lettrørt også, da.

;o)

[Apostrof]

Han har fått mye pepper for den sangen, men det som det ikke er noen tvil om; er at han virkelig har "vært der" i sin barndom. Sangen er sterk, og riktig. )

Hei.

Jeg klarer aldri å få med meg teksten helt i den sangen. Står teksten i coveret?

Hilsen

[Gjest malun]

Hei.

Jeg klarer aldri å få med meg teksten helt i den sangen. Står teksten i coveret?

Hilsen

Her finner du ihvertfall teksten:

http://www.reallyrics.com/lyrics%5CE001200050004.asp

[Apostrof]

Her finner du ihvertfall teksten:

http://www.reallyrics.com/lyrics%5CE001200050004.asp

Hei malun.

Takk skal du ha :-)

Hilsen

[Gjest malun]

Hei malun.

Takk skal du ha :-)

Hilsen

Bare hyggelig. Enjoy!

[Poetica]

Hei.

Jeg klarer aldri å få med meg teksten helt i den sangen. Står teksten i coveret?

Hilsen

Cleanin' Out My Closet

[Verse #1]

Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against?

I have, I've been protested and demostrated against

Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times

Sick as the mind of the mother fucking 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 vineger in they mouth

See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out

Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now

Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

[Chorus x2]

I'm sorry mama

I never meant to hurt you

I never meant 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 make you cry

But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha!

[Verse #2]

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 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 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 shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun

Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and him both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

[Chorus x2]

[Verse #3]

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 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

'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 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

...Ikke akkurat en drømmebarndom, nei...

[Poetica]

Her finner du ihvertfall teksten:

http://www.reallyrics.com/lyrics%5CE001200050004.asp

Oj, natteblind som jeg er, så så jeg ikke denne jeg. Sorry. :oo

[Apostrof]

Cleanin' Out My Closet

[Verse #1]

Have you ever been hated, or discriminated against?

I have, I've been protested and demostrated against

Picket signs for my wickid rhymes, look at the times

Sick as the mind of the mother fucking 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 vineger in they mouth

See they can trigger me, but they'll never figure me out

Look at me now, I betcha prolly sick of me now

Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now

[Chorus x2]

I'm sorry mama

I never meant to hurt you

I never meant 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 make you cry

But tonight, I'm cleaning out my closet

Ha!

[Verse #2]

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 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 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 shit I did was take the bullets outta that gun

Cause I'd of killed em, shit I would've shot Kim and him both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome ya'll to the Eminem show

[Chorus x2]

[Verse #3]

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 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

'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 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

...Ikke akkurat en drømmebarndom, nei...

Hei Poetica.

Tusen takk for teksten :-)

Nei, på ingen måte noen drømmebarndom. Han er dyktig på å uttrykke seg, det må jeg si.

Hilsen

[Poetica]

Hei Poetica.

Tusen takk for teksten :-)

Nei, på ingen måte noen drømmebarndom. Han er dyktig på å uttrykke seg, det må jeg si.

Hilsen

Ja, det er nok mange som kjenner seg igjen der, gitt..

[Apostrof]

Ja, det er nok mange som kjenner seg igjen der, gitt..

Ja, desværre så er det nok det.

Jeg liker skrivestilen hans og hans virkemidler til å få fram budskapet.

Hilsen

[Gjest ~*~*T£en@g£r*~*~]

Hei.

Jeg klarer aldri å få med meg teksten helt i den sangen. Står teksten i coveret?

Hilsen

have u ever been hated or discriminated - i have

helt dit klarer jeg å følge med på teksten! *lollert*

også kan jeg....

i said im sorry moma, i never ment to hurt u, i never ment to make u cry but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet

=D

[Apostrof]

have u ever been hated or discriminated - i have

helt dit klarer jeg å følge med på teksten! *lollert*

også kan jeg....

i said im sorry moma, i never ment to hurt u, i never ment to make u cry but tonight, i'm cleaning out my closet

=D

*ler*

Den er slett ikke enkel å få med seg, nei.

[Line]

Ja, det er nok mange som kjenner seg igjen der, gitt..

*go'klem*

(Mailadressa di ligger ikke i lista mi lenger... :-( Sender du den til meg?)

[Poetica]

*go'klem*

(Mailadressa di ligger ikke i lista mi lenger... :-( Sender du den til meg?)

ok! )

[astridny]

Han har fått mye pepper for den sangen, men det som det ikke er noen tvil om; er at han virkelig har "vært der" i sin barndom. Sangen er sterk, og riktig. )

Hei.

Lenge siden sist.

Håper at du har det bra.