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Intro: ~~~ (2x)
{Eminem}
Sometimes I just feel like quittin I still might
Why do I put up this fight why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin 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
Somethin ain't right hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da it ain't my fault
Great then I falls 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 slip
Man fuck this shit yo I'm goin 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 to really 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 goin
Sorry momma I'm grown I must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
{Eminem}
I'm walkin 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
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 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 somethin 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 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 bitchin holdin 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 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}
I'm a man I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up and travel new land
Time to really 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 goin
Sorry momma I'm grown I must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
{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 walkin 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 havin 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 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
if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it's cold tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin 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 bein pulled apart
I'm torn in my limbs by each one of my friends
It's enough to make me just 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 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 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 is 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 verbs and all you see is a blur from 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 to really 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 goin
Sorry momma I'm grown I must travel alone
And go follow the footsteps I'm makin my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
(supprime les barrés)