'm cleanin' out my closet 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
'm cleanin' 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
译文: 阿姆. 清理我的衣橱（纯净版）.
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'm cleanin' out my closet, 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
mush Now my bitch dancer, I'm bout as sick as cancer If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off If you could bottle my style and sell
on my penis, Denise, from the cleaners Fucked me good, you should've seen us Big booty bitch, switch unbearable French role styling, body like a stallion Sizing up the figure, while my
off my clothes and started flexing As she went for my midsection I threw her down as I tore off her shirt Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about
in my mouth, then the lights in the place went! I saw my life flash in front of my eyes I felt a butcher knife slash at one of my thighs None of my guys
I let my dogs out on the Baha Men As bad as a life I had, I'm not mad I don't need to be a jackass to beat up my dad My whole family's country, my grandmother
tryin' to hear (Fuck that!) Bustin' lyrics in the air Keepin' some up in the chamber [Eminem] Yo Skam, what the fuck you doin'? [Skam] Man, I'm releasin anger! [Eminem
! Hahaha, yo check this out You faggots ain't even on my level I'ma let D-12 ride on you bitch-made ass faggots! Yo! Get out the way yo, get out the
my shit's harder To figure out than what britney's tit size is Oooh I probably pissed you off again didn't I bitch So what christina gaguilera kiss my
ridin I went So close, almost on some bonnie and clyde s*** When ronnie died you weres right by my side with a sholder to cry on Tissue to wipe my
Eminem talking...] HAHAHA, Yo, check this out, you faggots ain't even on my level. I'ma let D12 rhyme on you bitch made ass faggots! [Kon Artis] Yo, get out
, took off my clothes and started flexing As she went for my midsection I threw her down as I tore off her shirt Pulled out my jimmy and I thought about
'm cleanin' out my closet... 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
my bitch dancer, I'm bout as sick as cancer If you could swallow my style, you probably rip ya pants off If you could bottle my style and sell it to somebody
