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Eminem - Cleanin' Out My Closet Have you ever been hated or discriminated against? ´©±º°¡ ´ç½ÅÀ» ¹Ì¿öÇϰųª, Â÷º°ÇÑ Àû ÀÖ¾î? I have, I've been protested and demonstrated against. ³ ÀÖ¾î, ±×µéÀº ³»°Ô Ç×ÀÇÇÏ°í ½ÃÀ§ÇØ ¿Ô¾î. Picket signs for my wicked rhymes. ÇÇÄÏ¿¡ ³» °¡»ç°¡ »ç¾ÇÇÏ´Ù°í ½á °¡Áö°í ¸»À̾ß. Look at the times. ±× ¶§¸¦ »ó±âÇØ ºÁ. Sick is the mind of the motha fuckin' kid that's behind all this commotion. ±Ý´ÜÇö»óÀº ÀÌ ¼Òµ¿ À̸鿡 ÀÖ´Â ¾ÆÀÌÀÇ Á¤½Å»óžß. Emotions run deep as ocean's explodin'. °¨Á¤Àº ±í¾îÁ®, ¹Ù´Ùó·³ Æø¹ßÇØ. Tempers flaring from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'. ºÎ¸ðµéÀÇ ¸¶À½ ¼Ó¿¡ ºÒºÙ´Â ºÐ³ë´Â Æø¹ßÇÏ°í, ºÐ³ë´Â °è¼Ó µÅ. Not takin' nothin' from no one¡¡, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'. ¼û ½¬´Â µ¿¾È, ³ ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ »©¾ÑÁö ¾Ê°í ±×µé¿¡°Ô Áö¿ÁÀ» ¼±»çÇØ. Keep kickin' ass in the mornin,' an' takin' names in the evening. ¾Æħ¿¡´Â ¾ûµ¢ÀÏ °È¾îÂ÷ ÁÖ°í, Àú³á¿¡´Â ±×µé À̸§¿¡ ¶ËÄ¥ÇØ ÁÖÁö. Leav'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth. ÀÔ ¾ÈÀÌ ½ÃÅÇØÁöµµ·Ï, See, they can trigger me but they never figure me out. ³»°Ô ¹æ¾Æ¼è¸¦ ´ç±æ ¼ö À־, ³¯ ÀÌÇØÇÏÁø ¾Ê¾Æ. Look at me now, I bet ya probably sick of me now. Áö±ÝÀÇ ³¯ ºÁºÁ, ÀÌÁ¦ ³ÊÈñµéÀº ³ª¿¡°Ô ½ÈÁõ³ª ÀÖ°ÚÁö. Ain't you mama, I'ma make you look so ridiculous now. ±×·¸Áö ¾Ê¾Æ ¾ö¸¶, ¾ö¸¸ ¿ì½º²Î½º·´°Ô º¸ÀÏ °Å¾ß.
[Chorus] I'm sorry, Mama. ¹Ì¾ÈÇØ¿ä, ¾ö¸¶. I never meant to hurt you. »óóÁÖ·Á´ø °Í ¾Æ´Ï¿¹¿ä. I never meant to make you cry, but tonight I'm cleanin' out my closet. ¿ï°Ô ÇÏ·Á´ø °Í ¾Æ´Ï¿¹¿ä, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¿À´Ã¹ã ºñ¹ÐÀ» Åоî³ö¿ä.
[Eminem] I got some skeletons in my closet and I don't know if no one¡¡ knows it. ³» ¿ÊÀå¿¡´Â ÇØ°ñ ¸î ±¸°¡ ÀÖ¾î, ±×°É ¾Æ´Â Áö ¸ð¸£°ÚÁö¸¸. So before they thrown me inside my coffin and close it, I'ma expose it. ±×·¡¼ ±×µéÀÌ ³¯ °ü¿¡ ´øÁ® °ü¹®À» ´Ý±â Àü¿¡, Æø·ÎÇÒ °Ô ÀÖ¾î. I'll take you back to 73 before I ever had a multi-platinum sellin' CD. ¸ÖƼÇÁ·¹Æ¼³ÑÀ» ±â·ÏÇÑ ¾Ù¹üÀ» ³»±â ÀüÀÎ 73³âµµ·Î °Å½½·Á ¿Ã¶ó°¡ º¼±î. I was a baby, maybe I was just a couple of months. ³ ¾Æ±â¿´¾î, ¾Æ¸¶ žî³Áö ¸î °³¿ù µÇ¾úÀ» ¶§¾ß. My faggot father must have had his panties up in a bunch, cuz he split. ³» È£¸ð°°Àº ¾Æºþ ÀÚÀ§Çß¾úÀ½¿¡ Ʋ¸²¾ø¾î.(¼øÈÇÏ¿© Ç¥ÇöÇÔ) I wonder if he even kissed me goodbye. ³»°Ô ÀÛº°Å°½º¶ó°í ÇÏ°í ¶°³µ´Â Áö ±Ã±ÝÇØ. No, I don't on second thought, I just fuckin' wished he would die. ¾Æ´Ï, ´Ù½Ã »ý°¢ÇØ º¼ ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î, ±× Àΰ£ÀÌ Á×¾î ¹ö·ÈÀ¸¸é ÁÁ°Ú¾î. I look at Hailie and I couldn't picture leavin' her side. ³» µþÀ» ÃÄ´Ùº¸°í ÀÖ¾î, µþ ¿·¿¡¼ ±×·± Áþ ÇÏ´Â °Í »ó»óÇÒ ¼ö Á¶Â÷ ¾ø¾î. 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. Â÷¶ó¸® Àüó KIMÀ» ¹Ì¿öÇß´õ¶ó¸é, À̸¦ ¾Ç¹°°í ³» µþÀ» À§ÇØ ±×³à¿Í Àß ÇØ º¸·Á°í ³ë·ÂÇß À» °Å¾ß. I maybe made some mistakes but I'm onl¡¡y human. ¾Æ¸¶µµ ½Ç¼ö¸¦ ÀúÁú·¶¾î, ³ Àΰ£ÀÏ »ÓÀ̾ß. But I'm man enough to face them today. ÇÏÁö¸¸, Áö±ÝÀÇ ¼º°øÀ» ¾òÀ» ÀÚ°ÝÀº ÃæºÐÇØ. What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb, but the smartest shit I did was take them bullets out of that gun. ³» ÇൿÀº ¾î¸®¼®¾ú¾î, ÀǽÉÇÒ °Í ¾øÀÌ ¹Ùº¸°°Àº ÁþÀ̾ú¾î, ±×·¡µµ °¡Àå ÀßÇÑ °Ç ÃÑ¿¡¼ źâÀ» »©³Â´Ù´Â °Å¾ß. Cuz id'a killed 'em, shit I would have shot Kim an' him both. Á×ÀÌ·Á°í Çß´Ù¸é, KIM°ú ±× ÀÚ½Ä µÎ³â³ðÀ» ½úÀ» °Å¾ß. It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show. ±×°Ô ³» ÀλýÀ̾ß, Eminem Show¿¡ ¿Â ¿©·¯ºÐ ¸ðµÎ¸¦ ȯ¿µÇØ.
[Chorus]
[Eminem] Now I would never dis my own mama just to get recognition. ÀÌÁ¦ ÀÎÁ¤¹ÞÀ¸·Á°í ¾ö¸» ¿åÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀ» °Å¾ß. Take a second to listen for you think this record is dissin', ³» ¾ê±æ Àá±ñ¸¸ µé¾îºÁ, ÀÌ°Ô diss ¾Ù¹üÀ̶ó°í »ý°¢Çϴϱî, But put yourself in my position. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» ÀÔÀå¿¡¼ »ý°¢ÇØ ºÁ. Just try to envision witnessin' your Mama poppin' prescription pills in the kitchen, bitchin' that someone's always goin' throuh her purse and shits missin.' ³ÊÀÇ ¾ö¸¶°¡ ºÎ¾ý¿¡¼ ¸¶¾àÇÏ°í ÀÖ´Â °É ¸ñ°ÝÇß´Ù°í »ó»óÇØ ºÁ, ´©±º°¡°¡ ÀÚ±â Áö°©À» µÚ Á®¼ ¹°°ÇÀ» ÀÒ¾î¹ö·È´Ù°í ºÒÆòÇÏ¸é¼ ¸»À̾ß. Going through public housing systems, victim of Munchausen's syndrome. ¾ö¸¸ ¹°°ÇÀÌ ²À ±× ÀÚ¸®¿¡ ÀÖ¾î¾ß ÇÏ°í, ¸ðµç ÀÏ Çãdz¶°´Â Áõ»ó¿¡ ½Ã´Þ¸®°í ÀÖ¾î. My whole life I was made to believe I was sick when I wasn't 'til I grew up, now I blew up. ¼ºÀå±â µ¿¾È, ¾ö¸¸ ³¯ ¾ÆÇÁÁö ¾ÊÀ» ¶§µµ ¾ÆÇÁ´Ù°í ¹Ï°Ô²û ¸¸µé¾ú¾î. ÀÌÁ¦ ±î¹ß·È´Ù. It makes you sick to ya stomach, doesn't it? ±×°Ô ¾ö¸¶ ¹è ¾ÆÇÁ°Ô Çß¾î, ±×·¶Áö? Wasn't it the reason you made that CD for me, Ma? ±×°Ô CD¸¦ ³½ ÀÌÀ¯¾ß, ¾ö¸¶? So you could try to justify the way you treated me, Ma? ±×·¡¼ ³»°Ô Çß´ø ÇൿµéÀ» Á¤´çÈÇÏ·Á°í Çß¾î, ¾ö¸¶? But guess what, yer gettin' older now and it's cold when your lonely. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ÀÌÁ¦ ´Ä¾ú¾î, ¿Ü·Î¿ï ¶§ Ãä°ÚÁö. An' Nathan's getting' up so quick, he's gonna know that you are phoney. (³» À̺¹ µ¿»ý) NathanÀº »¡¸® ÀÚ¶ó°í ÀÖ¾î, °Âµµ ´Ï°¡ »ç±â²ÛÀ̶ó´Â °É ¾Ë°Ô µÉ °Å¾ß And Hailie's getting' so big now, you should see her, she's beautiful. ³» µþµµ ¸¹ÀÌ ÄǾî, °Ä ºÁ¾ß ÇØ, ¾ó¸¶³ª »ç¶û½º·´´Ù±¸. But you'll never see her, she won't even be at your funeral. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³Í ±× ¾Ù ¸¸³ªÁö ¸ø ÇÒ °Å¾ß, ´Ï Àå·Ê½Ä¿¡µµ °¡Áö ¾ÊÀ» °É. See what hurts me the most is you won't admit you was wrong. ³»°Ô °¡Àå Å« »óó°¡ µÈ °ÍÀº, ´Ï°¡ Ʋ¸®´Ù´Â °É ÀÎÁ¤ÇÏÁö ¾ÊÀº °Å¾ß. Bitch, do ya song. ¸ÁÇÒ ³â, ³ë·¤ ºÒ·¯. Keep tellin' yourself that you was a mom. '³ ¾ö¸¶¿´¾î'¶ó°í ²÷ÀÓ¾øÀÌ Àڽſ¡°Ô ¸»ÇÏ°í ÀÖÁö. But how dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get. ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³¯ µµ¿ÍÁÖÁö ¾Ê¾ÒÀ¸¸é¼ ³»°¡ °¡Áø °É ¾î¶»°Ô »©¾ÒÀ¸·Á°í ÇÒ ¼ö ÀÖ¾î. You selfish bitch, I hope you fuckin' burn in hell for this shit. ³Ê¹« À̱âÀûÀÌ¾ß ½Ö³â, ´Ï°¡ Áö¿ÁÀÇ ºÒ±¸µ¢ÀÌ ¼Ó¿¡¼ ºÒŸ¹ö·ÈÀ¸¸é ÇÏ´Â ¼Ò¸ÁÀÌ ÀÖ¾î. Remember when Ronnie died and you said you wished it was me? (»ïÃÌ) Ronnie°¡ Á×¾úÀ» ¶§¸¦ ±â¾ïÇØ ºÁ, ³»°¡ Á×¾ú¾î¾ß Çß´Ù°í ¸»ÇßÀݾÆ. Well, guess what, I am dead. ³ª Á×¾î. Dead to you as can be. ´©±¸³ª ±×·¸µí ³Êµµ Á×¾î.
[Chorus] - repeat 2X
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