It's okay, it's I'm gonna make it
Sometimes I feel like, quitting I still might Why do I put up this fight, why do I write Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin' wit real Sometimes I jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my of skills like But I'm still white, I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake Case of the fright, drawin' a blank like
Uh, da di da , it my fault Great big eyeballs, my crawl And I up, I just slam shut I can't do it, my whole manhood's
Just been stripped, I have been ripped So I must then get, off this bus then Man fuck this shit yo, I'm the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, I'ma a new plan for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look
8 road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I travel alone Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape this 8 mile road
I'm walking these train tracks, tryin' to regain The I had fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, got a new man Poor little baby sister, she understand Sits in front of the T.V, buries her in the pad And just colors until the crayon dull in her hand
While she her big brother, her mother and dad no tellin' what really goes on in her little head Wish I be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin' something I never wanted so bad!
I get upset, 'cause I ain't blew up yet It's I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet got a rep my step, don't got enough pep The pressures too much man, I'm just to do what's best
And I try, sit and I cry Yo I tell no lie, not a moment goes by That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm You, God Please don't let me be pigeon holed in no job
Yo I hope you can hear me wherever you are Yo I'm tellin' you dawg, I'm bailin' trailer tomorrow Tell my mother I love her, baby sister goodbye Say whenever you need me baby I'm to far
But yo I gotta get out the only way that I know And I'ma be for you the second that I blow On everything I own, I'll it on my own Off to work I go, to this 8 mile road
I'm a man, gotta make a new for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just matters into my own hands I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel following no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way I know how to escape from this 8 mile road
You live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it Or see what the big is, why it wasn't it still is To be walkin' boarder line of Detroit city limits It's different, it's a significance, a certificate
Of authenticity, you've even seen But it's everthing to me, it's my You've seen, heard, smelled, or met a real MC incredible on the same pedestal as me
But yet unsigned, having a rough time Sit on the porch wit all my and kick dumb rhymes Go to work and serve in the lunch line But when it comes crunch time, do my punchlines go?
Who I show to bust my flow? Where I go, who must I know? Or am I another crab in the bucket 'Cause I havin' no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
I need a new outlet, I'm startin' to doubt shit I'm feelin' a little skeptical who I hang out I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't shit At the army tryin' to salvage an outfit
And it's cold tryin' to travel this Plus I feel I'm always stuck in this battlin' mode My defenses are so up, and one I don't want Is pity from no one, city is no fun
is no sun, and it's so dark Sometimes I like I'm just being pulled apart each one of my limbs, by each one of my friends It's enough to just make me wanna out of my skin
Sometimes I feel a robot, sometimes I just know not I'm doin' I just blow, my head is a stove top I just explode, the kettle so hot Sometimes my mouth overloads the gas that I don't got
But learned, it's time for me to U-turn Yo it only takes one for me to get burned Ain't no falling no next time I meet a new I can no longer play or be immature
I got ingredient, all I need is the courage Like I already got the beat, all I need is the Got the urge, suddenly it's a a new burst of energy has occurred
Time to show these free world leaders I'm in the third I am no longer scared now, I'm as a bird Then I and cross over the median curb Hit the burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 mile
I'm a man, gotta a new plan for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to take matters into my own hands Once I'm these tracks man I'ma never look back
8 mile road, and I'm gone, I know right where I'm Sorry mama I'm grown, I travel alone Ain't no footsteps, I'm making my own Only way that I know how to escape from 8 mile road