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Eminem - 8 Mile Road
Song Title :8 Mile Road | Artist/Band : Eminem
It's okay, it's okay, nothin' can get in the way
Sometimes, I just feel like quitting, I still might Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write? Sometimes, it's hard enough just dealin' wit real life Sometimes, I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skills like But I'm still white, sometimes, I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, drawin' a blank like
Uh, da, da, da, da, it ain't my fault Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl And I clam up, I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
Just been stripped, I have just been ripped So, I must then get, off the bus then split Man, fuck this shit, yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back (8 mile road)
And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry Mama, I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't follow no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
I'm walking these train tracks, tryin' to regain back The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same pants Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, Mommas got a new man Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors, her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the Daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin' from something I never wanted so bad
Sometimes, I get upset 'cause I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't got a rep my step, don't got enough pep The pressures too much man, I'm just tryin' to do what's best
And I try, sit alone and I cry Yo, I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by That I don't pray to the sky, please, I'm beggin' you God Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo, I hope you can hear me, homey, wherever you are Yo, I'm tellin' you, dawg, I'm bailin' this trailer tomorrow Tell my mother, I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me, baby, I'm never to far
But yo, I gotta get out there, the only way that I know And I'ma be back for you the second that I blow On everything I own, I'll make it on my own Off to work I go, back to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back (8 mile road)
And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry Mama, I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't follow no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't, you wouldn't get it Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't? It still is To be walkin' this boarder line of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate of authenticity
You've never even seen But it's everything to me, it's my credibility You've never seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC Who's incredible up on the same pedestal as me
But yet still unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch wit all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go?
Who must I show to bust my flow? Where must I go? Who must I know? Or am I just another crab in the bucket? 'Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little rabbit, so fuck it
Maybe, I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical, who I hang out with I look like a bum, yo, my clothes ain't about shit At the salvation army, tryin' to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road Plus, I feel like I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode My defenses are so up and one thing I don't want Is pity from no one, this city is no fun
There is no sun and it's so dark Sometimes, I feel like I'm just being pulled apart From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes, I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not What I'm doin' I just blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes, my mouth just overloads the gas that I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn Yo, it only takes one time for me to get burned Ain't no falling, no, next time I meet a new girl I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge Suddenly a new burst of energy has occurred
Time to show these free world leaders, I'm three in the third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta make a new plan Time for me to just stand up and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back (8 mile road)
And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry Mama, I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't follow no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
Credits : Songwriters: Jackson, Curtis; Lloyd, Christopher; Mathers, Marshall; Bernard, Marvin
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