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