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8 Mile Road

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8 Mile Road

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It's okay, it's okay, nothin' can get in the way

It's ok, it's ok, let the world get back this day

Sometimes, I just feel like quitting, I still might

Sometimes I just feel like, quittin,

Why do I put up this fight? Why do I still write?

I still mic, why do I put up this fight, why do I still write,

Sometimes, it's hard enough just dealin' wit real life

Sometimes it's hard enough just dealing with real life,

Sometimes, I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics

Sometimes I just wanna jump on stage and just kill mic's,

And show these people what my level of skill's like,

And show these people what my level of skills like

But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life,

But I'm still white, sometimes, I just hate life

Something ain't right, hit the brake lights,

Something ain't right, hit the brake lights

Case of this stage fright, draw on the plane flight

Case of the stage fright, drawin' a blank like

Call but I might fall,

Uh, da, da, da, da, it ain't my fault

It aint my fault breaking my balls'

Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl

My insides crawl and I clam up,

And I clam up, I just slam shut

I just slam shut, I just can't do it,

I just can't do it, my whole manhood's

My whole man-hoods, just been stripped,

I've just been picked so I must then get on the bus then split,

Just been stripped, I have just been ripped

Man fuck this shit, yo I'm going the fuck home,

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

[Refrain:]

Time for me to just stand up and travel new land

I'm a man, I'm a make a new plan,

Time for me to just take matters into my own hands

Time for me to just stand up and travel new land,

Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back

Time to leave and just take matters into my own hands,

(8 mile road)

Once i'm over these track man i'm a never look back,

And i'm gone and I know right where i'm goin,

And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going

Sorry momma i'm grown, I must travel alone,

Sorry Mama, I'm grown, I must travel alone

Ain't no followin footsteps, i'm making my own,

Ain't follow no footsteps, I'm making my own

Only way that I know how to escape from, this 8 mile road

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road

Walking these train tracks trying to regain back,

I'm walking these train tracks, tryin' to regain back

The spirit I have before I go back to the same crap,

The spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap

To the same plant, in the same pants,

To the same plant, in the same pants

Trying to chase rap, gotta move a.s.a.p,

Tryin' to chase rap, gotta move ASAP

Gotta get a new plan, momma's gotta new man,

Poor little baby sister, she dont understand,

And get a new plan, Mommas got a new man

Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad,

Poor little baby sister, she don't understand

And just colours until the crayon get dull in her hand,

Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad

While she just colours her big brother and mother and dad

And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand

There's no telling what really goes on in her little head,

Wish that I could be the daddy that neither one of us had,

While she colors, her big brother, her mother and dad

But I keep running from something I never wanted so bad,

Ain't no tellin' what really goes on in her little head

Sometimes I get upset, cause I aint blew up yet,

Wish I could be the Daddy that neither one of us had

Its like I grew up but I aint grown up to nuts yet,

But I keep runnin' from something I never wanted so bad

Don't got a rep, my step, dont got enough pep,

The pressures too much man i'm just trying to do what's best,

Sometimes, I get upset 'cause I ain't blew up yet

And I try, sit alone and I cry, yo I wont tell her why,

It's like I grew up but I ain't grow me two nuts yet

Not a moment goes by that I look right at the sky,

Don't got a rep my step, don't got enough pep

Please i'm begging you god,

The pressures too much man, I'm just tryin' to do what's best

Please dont let me be fishin holding no regular job,

Yo I hope you will be getting home, whereva you are,

And I try, sit alone and I cry

Yo i'm telling you dog, i'm bailing this trailer tomorrow,

Yo, I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by

Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye,

That I don't pray to the sky, please, I'm beggin' you God

Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never to far,

Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no regular job

But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know,

And i'm a be back for you the second that I blow,

Yo, I hope you can hear me, homey, wherever you are

On everything I own, i'll make it on my own,

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

[au Refrain]

Time for me to just stand up and travel new land

Time for me to just take matters into my own hands

You got to live it to feel it, you didn't then you wouldn't get it,

Once I'm over these tracks, man, I'ma never look back

Well see what the big deal is, why wasn't and still is,

(8 mile road)

To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits,

Its different in it, a certain significant of certificate

And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going

Of authenticity, you'd never even see but its everything to me,

Sorry Mama, I'm grown, I must travel alone

Its my credibilaty, you never seen, heard, smelt a meda ta MC,

Ain't follow no footsteps, I'm making my own

Who's incredable on the same pedestal as me,

Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 mile road

The chaque still unsigned, having a rough time,

Sit on the porche with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes,

You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't, you wouldn't get it

Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line,

Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't? It still is

But when it comes crunch time, where do my punch lines go,

To be walkin' this boarder line of Detroit city limits

Who must I show, to bust my flow, where must I go, who must I know,

It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate of authenticity

Or am I just another grabbing the bucket

Cause I aint having no luck with this little rappers so fuck it

You've never even seen

Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit,

But it's everything to me, it's my credibility

I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with,

You've never seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC

I look like a bum, yo my clothes aint about shit,

Who's incredible up on the same pedestal as me

At the salvation army trying to salvage an outfit,

And its cold trying to travel this road,

But yet still unsigned, having a rough time

Plus I feel like i'm always stuck in this batteling mode,

Sit on the porch wit all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

My defenses are so up one thing dont want it pity from no one,

Go to work and serve MC's in the lunch line

This city is no fun, there is no sun and its so dark,

But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go?

Sometimes I just feel like, i'm being pulled a-part,

From each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends,

Who must I show to bust my flow?

Its enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin,

Where must I go? Who must I know?

Sometimes I just feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not,

Or am I just another crab in the bucket?

What i'm doing I just blow my head as a stove top,

'Cause I ain't havin' no luck with this little rabbit, so fuck it

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot,

Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid, I dont got,

Maybe, I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit

But I learned its time for me to U-Turn,

I'm feelin' a little skeptical, who I hang out with

Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned,

I look like a bum, yo, my clothes ain't about shit

Aint no callin her next time I need a new girl,

At the salvation army, tryin' to salvage an outfit

I can no longer play stupid or be immature,

I got every ingredient all I need is the courage,

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

Like I already got the beat all I need is the word,

Plus, I feel like I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode

Uh uh got the urge, suddenly its a surge,

My defenses are so up and one thing I don't want

Suddenly a new burst of energy hits the curve,

Is pity from no one, this city is no fun

Time to show these free world leaders, three and the third,

I am no longer scared now, i'm free as a bird,

There is no sun and it's so dark

Then I turn and cross over the medium curve,

Sometimes, I feel like I'm just being pulled apart

Hit the burbs and run and see its a blur, this 8 mile road

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

[au Refrain]

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

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