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 (blabbering) It ain't my
fault Great big eye balls 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 Rolling 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 And I'm gone I know right where I'm going Sorry, momma, I'm
grown I must travel alone Ain't gon' follow no footsteps I'm making my
own Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
Walking
these train tracks Tryin to regain back The spirit I had 'fore I go back
to the same crap To the same plant And the same pants Tryin to chase
rap Gotta move ASAP 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 her pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her
hand While she colors a big brother, a 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 cuz I ain't blew up yet It's like a grew up but
I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't got a rep, my step Don't got enough
pep The pressure's 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
homie wherever you are Yo, I'm telling you dog I'm bailing 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
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 And I'm
gone I know right where I'm going Sorry, momma, I'm grown I must
travel alone Ain't gon' 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 was and it still is To be walking this borderline of Detroit's
city limits It's different and it's a certain significance A certificate
of authenticity You'd never even see But it's everything to me It's my
credibiiity You'd never seen, heard, smelled or met a real mc Who's
incredible or on the same pedestal as me But yet 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 lunch line When it comes crunch time Where
did 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 bucket Cuz I
ain't having to run with this little rabbits but 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 live 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 always stuck in this battling mode My
defenses are so up The 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 just feel
like I'm 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 ass 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 fallin' on next time I'll meet a new girl I can not only
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
occured 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 curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur I'm 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 And I'm
gone I know right where I'm going Sorry, momma, I'm grown I must
travel alone Ain't gon' 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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