Instrumental - 8 Mile Road+lyrics.

Instrumental - 8 Mile Road+lyrics

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[Intro] It's alright, it's OK, I'm gonna make it anyway, I'ma make it, I'ma make it, I'ma make it.., somehow... [Eminem] 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 dealing with real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skill's like But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, drawing a blank like Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault Breaking eye balls, my insides crawl and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole manhood's just been stripped, I have just been vicked 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 [Chorus] 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 momma I'm grown, I must travel alone ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road [Eminem] I'm walking these train tracks, trying to regain back the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, and the same pants Trying to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, momma's 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 and mother and dad Ain't no telling what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep running 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 gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep The pressure's too much man, I'm just trying 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 begging 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 telling you dawg I'm balling this trailer tomorrow Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far But yo I gotta get out there, the only way 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 [Chorus] [Eminem] 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 the skillest To be walking this borderline of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a certain significance, A certificate of authenticity, you'd never even see But it's everything to me, it's my credibility You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me But yet I'm still unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline 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 having no luck with this little rabbit's foot, fuck it Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm starting to doubt shit I'm feeling a little skeptical who I hang out with I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit At the Salvation Army trying to salvage an outfit And it's cold, trying to travel this road Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battling mode My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want Is pity from no one, the 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 doing I just blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle gets so hot Sometimes my mouth just overloads the acid 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 calling her next time I need 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 the three and a third I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird Then I turn and cross over the median curve Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road [Chorus]


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