God Is Cleaning Out My Closet [Religious Remix] [French translation]

[Intro: Groove Coverage]

God is a girl!

[Verse 1: Eminem]

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Have you ever been hated or discriminated against?

I've been protested and demonstrated against

Picket signs for my wicked rhymes, look at the times

Sick as the mind of the [motherfuckin'] kid that's behind

All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans, explodin'

Tempers flarin' from parents, just blow 'em off and keep goin'

Not takin' nothin' from no one, give 'em hell long as I'm breathin'

Keep kickin' ass in the morning and takin' names in the evenin'

Leave 'em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth

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

Look at me now! I bet you're probably sick of me now

Ain't you, Mama? I'ma make you look so ridiculous now!

Look so ridiculous now, look so ridiculous now

Look so ridiculous now, make you look so ridiculous now

Now, now, now, now, now, now...

[Verse 2: Groove Coverage]

Remembering me, discover and see

All over the world, she's known as a girl

To those who are free, their minds shall be keep

Forgotten as the past, 'cause history will last

[Chorus: Groove Coverage]

God is a girl, wherever you are

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, whatever you say

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, however you live

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, she's only a girl

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

[Verse 3: Eminem]

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There's vomit on his sweater already: Mom's spaghetti

He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready

To drop bombs, but he keeps on forgetting

What he wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud

He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out

He's choking, how? Everybody's joking now

The clock's run out, time's up, over—blaow!

Snap back to reality, there goes gravity

There goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't

Give up that easy, no, he won't have it, he knows

His whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter, he's dope

He knows that but he's broke, he's so stagnant, he knows

When he goes back to this mobile home, that's when it's

Back to the lab again, yo!

[Interlude: Eminem]

One shot, or one opportunity

To seize everything you ever wanted, in one moment

[Verse 4: Eminem]

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'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 have 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 [fuckin'] wished he would die

I look at Hailie, and I couldn't picture leavin' her side

Even if I hated Kim, I'd grit my teeth and I'd 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 'em today

What I did was stupid, no doubt it was dumb

But the smartest [shit] I did was take the bullets out of that gun

‘Cause I'da [killed him, shit], I woulda shot Kim and him both

It's my life, I'd like to welcome y'all to The Eminem Show

[Chorus: Groove Coverage]

God is a girl, wherever you are

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, whatever you say

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, however you live

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

God is a girl, she's only a girl

Do you believe it? Can you receive it?

[Verse 5: Eminem]

No more games, I'ma change what you call rage

Tear this motherfuckin' roof off like two dogs caged

I was playin' in the beginning, the mood all changed

I've been chewed up and spit out and booed off stage

But I kept rhymin' and stepped right in the next cypher

Best believe somebody's payin' the Pied Piper

All the pain inside amplified by the

Fact that I can't get by with my nine-to-

Five and I can't provide the right type of life for my family

'Cause man, these goddamn food stamps don't buy diapers

And there's no movie, there's no Mekhi Phifer, this is my life

And these times are so hard, and it's gettin' even harder

Tryna feed and water my seed, plus teeter-totter

Caught up between bein' a father and a prima donna

Baby mama drama, screamin' on her, too much for me to wanna

Stay in one spot, another day of monotony's

Gotten me to the point I'm like a snail, I've got

To formulate a plot or end up in jail or shot

Success is my only motherfuckin' option—failure's not

Mom, I love you, but this trailer's got

To go; I cannot grow old in Salem's Lot

So here I go, it's my shot: feet, fail me not

This may be the only opportunity that I got

[Outro: Groove Coverage]

God is a girl!