8 Mile Road
(It's okay, it's okay. I'm gonna make it anyway.
Sometimes I just feel lik
Quittin I still migh
Why do I put up this fight
Why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real lif
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mic
And show these people what my level of skill's lik
But I'm still whit
Sometimes I just hate lif
Somethin ain't righ
Hit the breaklight
In case of the stage frigh
Draw on the blank ligh
(Uhh, But if I fall, It ain't my fault, Breakin eyeballs, My insides crawl
And I clam up (SMASH!
I just slam shu
I just can't do i
My whole manhood's just been strippe
I've just been rippe
So I must been dippe
Or the bustin spli
Man fuck this shit y
I'm goin the fuck hom
Rollin my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Rd
(Chorus
I'm a ma
I'ma make a new pla
Time for me to stand up and travel new lan
Time for me to just to take matters into my own hand
Once I'm over these tracks ma
I'ma never look bac
(8 Mile Rd.
And I'm gon
I don't like where I'm goi
Sorry mama I've grow
I must travel alon
Ain't no followin no footstep
I'm makin my ow
Only way I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Rd
Walkin these traintrack
Tryin to regain back the spirit I hav
'Fore I go back to the same crap (SMASH!
To the same plan
And the same pant
Tryin to chase ra
Gotta move A.S.A.P
Get a new pla
Mama's got a new ma
Poor little baby siste
She don't understan
Sits in front of the TV, bury's her nose in the pa
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her han
While she colors her big brother, her mother, and da
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little hea
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us ha
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so ba
Sometimes I get upse
Cuz I ain't blew up ye
It's like I grew up, but I aint grownin two nuts ye
Don't gotta rap my ste
Don't got enough pe
The pressure's too much ma
I'm just tryin to do what's bes
And I tr
Sit alone and I cr
Yo I won't tell a li
Not a moment goes b
That I don't pray to the sk
Please I'm beggin you Go
Please don't let me be pigeon holdin on regular jo
Yo I hope you can hear me hommi
Wherever you ar
Yo I'm tellin you do
I'm bailin this trailor tomorro
Tell my mother I love he
Kiss baby sister goodby
Say whenever you need me bab
I'm never too fa
But yo, I gotta get out ther
The only way I kno
And I'ma do that for yo
On the second that I blo
On everything I ow
I'll make it on my ow
Off to work I g
Back to this 8 Mile Rd
(Chorus
Ya gotta live it to feel i
If you didn't you wouldn't get i
We'll see what the big deal i
Why it wasn't, it still i
To be walkin this border line of Detroit city's limi
It's different, it's a certain significant certificate of authenticit
You'd never even se
But it's everything to m
It's my credibilit
You've never seen, heard, smell, or met an M
Who's incredible and on the same pedistool as m
But chec
Still unsigne
Havin a rough tim
Sit on the porch with all my friend's who kick dumb rhyme
Go to wor
And servin MC's in the lunch lin
But when it come's crunch tim
Where do my punch lines 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 bucke
Cuz I ain't havin no luck with this little rabbit so fuck i
Maybe I need a new outli
I'm startin to doubt shi
I'm feelin a little scepticl
Of who I hang out wit
I look like a bu
Yo my clothes ain't about shi
At the Salvation Arm
Tryin to salvage and outfi
And it's col
Tryin to travel this roa
Plus I feel like I'm only stuck in this battlin mod
My defenses are so u
And one thing I don't wan
Is pity from no on
The city is no fu
There is no su
And it's so dar
Sometimes I feel like I'm just being pulled apar
Being torn in my limb
By each one of my friend
Enough to just make me wanna jump outta my ski
Sometimes I feel like a robo
Sometimes I just know not what I'm doi
I just blo
My head is a stove to
I just explod
The kettle gets so ho
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid I don't go
But I've learne
It's time for me to U-Tur
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burn
Ain't no falli
No next tim
Imeet a new gir
I can no longer play stupi
Or be immatur
I've got every ingredien
All I need is the courag
Like I already got to bea
All I need is the word
Got the urg
Suddenly its a searc
Suddenly a new verse of energy has occure
Time to show these free world leader
Three in the thir
I am no longer scared no
I'm free as a bir
And I turn and cross ove
The median cur
Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur on 8 mile rd
(Chorus)
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